Over the past couple of weeks I was drawn to one of my books.  As happens all the time, I’ve read it and re-read it, over and over.  Like the information was some sort of pinball that had to rattle around inside my mind for a while before I knew what to make of it.
 

Make of it…what am I going to give physical birth to this time?  Talk about Creative.  Somebody ‘upstairs’ must have me confused with a rabbit.  

I don’t even ask what’s about to come out of me at this point.  I’ve learned better.  Asking only increases any anxieties I may have or feel.  So I don’t ask.  I make like a leaf floating down the river, trusting the current will take me wherever I need to go.
 

I begin by quoting from the Urantia:

“Christainity has indeed done a great service for this world but what is now most needed is Jesus.  The world needs to see Jesus living again on earth in the experience of spirit-born mortals who effectively reveal the Master to all men.  Christianity must go forward from where we find ourselves.  Modern culture must become spiritually baptized with a new revelation of Jesus’ life and illuminated with a new understanding of his gospel.  And when Jesus becomes thus lifted up, he will draw all men to himself.  Religion is only an exalted humanism until it is made divine by the discovery of the reality of Spirit in personal experience.  

‘The Kingdom of God is within you’ was probably the greatest pronouncement Jesus ever made, next to the declaration that his Father is a living and loving Spirit.

It is not the first mile of compulsion, duty, or convention that will transform man and his world, but rather the second mile of free service and liberty loving devotion that betokens the Jesusonian reaching forth to grasp his brother in love.  Christianity even now goes the first mile, but mankind languishes and stumbles along in moral darkness because there are so few genuine second milers – so few professed followers of Jesus who really live and love as he taught his disciples to live and love and serve.

The call to the adventure of building a new and transformed human society by means of the spiritual rebirth of Jesus’ brotherhood of the kingdom should thrill all who believe in him as men have not been stirred since the days when they walked about on earth as his companions in the flesh.

No social system or political regime which denies the reality of Spirit can contribute in any constructive and lasting manner to the advancement of human civilization.  But Christianity, as it is subdivided and secularized today, presents the greatest single obstacle to its further advancement.

Ecclesiasticism is at once and forever incompatible with that living faith, growing Spirit, and firsthand experience of Jesus in the brotherhood of man, in the spiritual association of the kingdom of heaven. The praiseworthy desire to preserve traditions of past achievement often leads to the defense of outgrown systems of worship. The well meant desire to foster ancient thought systems effectively prevents the sponsoring of new and adequate means and methods designed to satisfy the spiritual longings of the expanding and advancing minds of modern men.  Likewise, the Christian churches of the twentieth century stand as great, but wholly unconscious, obstacles to the immediate advancement of the real gospel. – the teachings of Jesus of Nazareth.

Many earnest persons who would gladly yield loyalty to the Christ of the gospel find it very difficult enthusiastically to support a church which exhibits so little of the Spirit of his life and teachings, and which they have erroneously taught he founded.  Jesus did not found the so-called Christian church.

Christianity is seriously confronted with the doom embodied in one of its own slogans: ‘A house divided against itself cannot stand.’   The living Jesus is the only hope of a possible Unification of Christianity.  The true church – the Jesus brotherhood – is invisible, spiritual, and is characterized by Unity, not necessarily uniformity.  Uniformity is the earmark of the physical world of mechanistic nature.  Spiritual Unity is the fruit of faith union.  The visible church should refuse longer to handicap the progress of the invisible and spiritual brotherhood of the kingdom of God.  This brotherhood is destined to become a living organism in contrast to an institutionalized social organization. 

There is no excuse for the involvement of the church in commerce and politics; such unholy alliances are a flagrant betrayal of the Master.  And the genuine lovers of truth will be slow to forget that this power institutionalized church has often dared to smother newborn faith and persecute truth bearers who chanced to appear in unorthodox raiment.

It is all too true that such a church would not have survived unless there had been men in the world who preferred such a style of worship.  Many spiritually indolent souls crave an ancient and authoritative religion of ritual and sacred traditions.  But in the brotherhood of Jesus, there is no place for sectarian rivalry, group bitterness, nor assertions of moral superiority and spiritual infallibility.

Most throughout the world do not understand that there is a religion of Jesus separate, and somewhat apart, from Christianity, which has more and more become a religion about Jesus.

If Christianity could only grasp more of Jesus’ teachings, it could do so much more in helping modern man to solve his new and increasingly complex problems.

Christianity suffers under a great handicap because it has become identified in the minds of all the world as part of the social system, the industrial life, and the moral standards of Western civilization; and thus has Christianity unwittingly seemed to sponsor a society which staggers under the guilt of tolerating science without idealism, politics without principles, wealth without work, pleasure without restraint, knowledge without character, power without conscience, and industry without morality. 

The hope of modern Christianity is that it should cease to sponsor the social systems and industrial policies of Western civilization while it humbly bows itself before the cross it so valiantly extols, there to learn anew. From Jesus of Nazareth the greatest truths mortal man can ever hear – the living gospel of the fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of man.”

One day I was playing a game.  I asked myself, “If I was God, how would I expand my Kingdom?”  As I sat in contemplation an idea came to me and on its heels a story.

This is that story. 

It’s about Value and it’s about Meaning. 

Those of us born with sight have a certain value for it.  Most often we don’t even think about it.  We take it for granted.  Like having two arms and two legs.  We Value being able to see but it’s subliminal most of the time. 

But a man born blind has a different value for sight.  It’s not something taken for granted.  The value he gives it is expanded, it is greater then what a sighted person would give it on a day-to-day basis. He feels its lack but cannot really miss it, for he never had it. His Value for it is made greater through it’s lack. 

Now imagine a man born with sight that loses it.  This man KNOWS what he’s missing.  The Value to Him becomes even greater for the fact that he had it. 

Taking it a step further, let’s say this man was miraculously healed and could see again. How much greater is his Value of it, since he spent so much time missing it?   

How much greater his appreciation for it?  His feelings of Gratitude?  How much does he Value it now? 

To “value” means to Love.  Expanding the Kingdom is adding greater meaning to it. 

Instead of cursing ourselves for being blind..

Imagine the day when we will all see!

It was over two years ago now that I think about it.  “What the Bleep” was being presented on campus at my son’s university.   He had already seen the movie and, was going in hopes of meeting others on campus interested in the same thing.  

I had special ordered a copy of the movie as soon as it came out.  Well was my son familiar with the subject.  I’d raised him from a child with an understanding of it.  Members of the film crew were there, on campus, for the special presentation.  Little did they know when they met my son, that he possessed a more in depth understanding of the subject then they did. 

That Christmas I was presented with an autographed copy of the book “What the Bleep” that had recently been published.   My son had purchased it for me when he went to see the movie.  That holiday season I would read a chapter out loud every night, as my husband enjoyed listening to me read. The book went more in depth into each subject, which both of us enjoyed.  Later, this increased depth would be made into another edition of the movie, called “Down the Rabbit Hole”, which I also ordered for myself in advance. 

I had a mixed response to the understanding shared. I was elated that something about the subject was finally coming out in the media.  Finally.  It was about blankety blank blank time from my perspective.  So I was happy.  What I had been waiting for, for so long, was happening.  Consciousness was now in movement. 

On the flip side, I was irritated because what was shared was so shallow in understanding.   Yes, I said shallow but I mean no disrespect.  I’m encouraged that more of us are becoming interested in swimming these waters.  I just don’t usually play around in the shallow end.  I don’t like all the waves and the splashing.  I prefer swimming the deeper waters.    

I knew rampant confusion was going to ensue, as our false egos took off trying to use the information to further enable our emotional insecurities.  That was the direction both the movie and the book presented.  A lot of mental and analytical interpretation, studied in a scientific way. 

I don’t mean to imply anything ‘wrong’ with this approach, except for the fact that I already know no understanding could ever come from it.  Been there, done that already.  I didn’t start out with a mystical bent.  I started out as an engineer, studying magnetic fields.   I can recognize dead ends because I found the same ones myself.  Already. What seems like long ago. 

I knew of J.Z. Knight since the days when she wore a pyramid shaped hat on her head made of aluminum foil.  I had read her ‘channels’ of Ramtha in 1988.  I enjoyed J.Z.  I appreciated her allowing her eccentricity to show.  It was something I was afraid of doing, so she had my admiration, too.  She was out in the world expressing her Self while I was sitting behind the scenes, carving my sculptures, imagining how clever I was to come up with a means of expression where “I” wouldn’t be required to show myself.  Where ‘others’ would look at my work and, not me.

“Make Known the Unknown.”   

There is an underlying foundation in the thinking patterns of the “What the Bleep” movie and book, the “Down the Rabbit Hole” movie, too, as well as another movie, “The Secret”.  It’s also in the perspective of J.Z. Knight and many wonderful other people like her, that is invalid when it comes to the understanding of Spirit or God or the Quantum Field.  When it comes to understanding fields of Consciousness. 

And that is, we cannot in any way perceive to separate ourselves from it and, at the same time come to any kind of in depth understanding of Unity.   You can’t get there from here, basically. 

We can’t start from polarity and reason our way up to unity.  We can only start from unity and reason our way down, invalidating all our contradictory ideas as we go.   

We can’t come to know it, from a scientific approach of repetitive results, either.  It doesn’t work that way.  Consciousness is not solid, it is fluid and every changing, molding itself into any form we imagine.  We can only come to know it, from the perspective of adventuring into it.  An adventurer, a pioneer, isn’t looking for what’s repetitive.  That would nullify the very nature of the adventuring. 

We can’t ‘boldly go where no man has gone before’ down a paved road. 

My understanding has come as a result of saving my own life.  Polarity and duality was killing me.  I had been born with both hemispheres of my brain equally active and dominant.   I wasn’t only a type A, I was a type B, as well.  Not “or” but “and”. 

Duality patterns set me at war with myself.  That meant I was in a lose/lose situation no matter what side of myself I chose. 

There weren’t enough of us born this way, the Research Institute told my parents, to know what to do with us or to help us.  Most of us didn’t live very long, waging a constant battle within ourselves.  I was going to have to come up with my own solution, if any of my internal conflicts were going to be resolved.  With that as my goal, I set off upon my path, I leaped down the rabbit hole,filled with a determination, that would require both half’s of my brain, learning how to exist in unison and cooperation.   I was going to have to fuse the polarities. 

I developed a nose like a bloodhound for sniffing out contradictions and concepts of separation.  As soon as I found one, I threw it out of my reality.  I didn’t sweep my dust under the carpet.  I hunted for it and got it out of my house. 

I noticed ‘others’ calling themselves ‘channels’.  Many I counted as friends.  As much as I would have liked being a ‘channel’ just like them, I knew it wasn’t for me.  They all went into some sort of altered state, and then another ‘being’ would start expressing themselves through them.  Their conscious level was always separated from the experience of accessing the other levels and, I didn’t have the same respite.  I couldn’t ever turn the awareness off. 

I had always experienced it directly connected to my central nervous system.   When everything feels like you, it’s hard to separate yourself from the experience.  A conscious channel, that’s it, that’s me.  With the way I was born, everything has to be integrated.  There can be no conflicts or separations between conscious, subconscious and super conscious, between Spirit, Mind and Body.  Otherwise, I feel sick, I’d feel ill at ease.  It is a very debilitating experience, with feelings of worthlessness following closely on its heels. 

I’m writing now to speak up. 

“Sue Ann!  Make known the unknown!” it says in the signed copy of the book I have, written there by Betsy Chasse.  I chuckle, for little did Betsy realize on a conscious level who would receive that message.  I bet she wrote the same one in all the books she signed. 

So OK.  “Make known the unknown.” …  

Most of what I’ve seen and read so far has been written and expressed by those of us who don’t consciously understand very much of what they’re talking about.  There, I said it.  I made known the unknown.  Now I only hope I haven’t made a bunch of people unhappy with me and how my sentiment may cast certain lights upon them. 

That’s the way Illumination always is, it always brings out all our shadows.  I’ve simply decided to count on our hearts being true.  Our desires to know and understand, being genuine.  

The importance of asking great questions is stressed, given an example in the question, “is the number 5 married?”

Yes, the number five is married.  It is married to the shape tetrahedron.  That wasn’t exactly a great question. 

Now the question Betsy asks herself on page 8 of the book is a great question.  She writes, “I want to know if I’m truly capable of feeling unconditional love.  This is not just an abstract for me.  Unconditional Love is on my agenda – it’s how I want to be, at least for my husband and my daughter – but if I’m honest with myself, I’m not sure I’ve ever felt it.”

Now THAT’S a great question. 

And the answer is, YES, we are ALL capable and, NO, most of us have never felt it. 

Most of us don’t even have a clue to understanding it.  I know I didn’t when I first started out.  Unconditional Love is Unconditional.  It CAN’T be related to ANY conditions or it isn’t Unconditional.  Like if I feel unconditional love, it isn’t going to be reserved for just a few, on the condition that a person means anything to me.  There’s going to be nothing exclusive to it or about it at all. 

“Make known the unknown.” 

Another thing is the use of an example of us wanting something.  Like a guy wanting to have a new car.   So the guidance is offered for him to use his imagination to imagine being IN that new car, feeling all the experiences of having it and driving it. 

Well…, that’s good advise as far as it goes.  “Having” is bound to produce different results then “wanting”.  But nothing has been mentioned or said or addressed, about the guy’s emotional issues of worth and esteem that he yearns for the new car to make up for: a material placebo for worth he doesn’t feel.  He can imagine all he desires and so long as he is desiring it, from a perspective of self depletion, self depreciation and, self doubt about his worth, all his creations are going to be mirrors of these lacks.  

Maybe if this had been addressed, there wouldn’t have been and wouldn’t be right now, all the confusion and conflict surrounding the concept of the Law of Attraction or the Law of Circles?    It’s simple. “What goes around comes around.”  However we qualify the electronic substance of life, is how it comes back to us.  “Cast your loaves upon the waters and you’ll get one hundred loaves back.”

Now what other great questions would any one of us like answered? 

I am at your service. 

Only upon learning how to unconditionally love my own Humanity, have I become qualified to call myself a Humanitarian.   

That standard is what has been set in place by those of us who know how to do it, as the foundation of our ‘new paradigm’. 

It’s the engineer in me that calls, “ALL Aboard!”

Redemption

It took 650 hours to create.   

How did I do it? 

Very carefully. 

A slab of crystal isn’t very forgiving when it comes to mistakes. 

The detailed carving has to be done under water.  The slab would shatter and explode in my face if it wasn’t.  I stood at my kitchen sink wearing flipflops with the piece balanced on the edges of the sink as water dripped from the faucet. 

The thing about pouring water on crystal, is that it made everything invisible when I did it.  So all the carving was done by touch.  That meant I couldn’t wear any gloves.  As I carved, splinters and shards of crystal flew off, embedding themselves in my hands and arms.   

From start to finish all I can describe about it is to say that my attention was held.  Psychologists would most likely label it ‘compulsive obsessive’.  What it was, was a state of total surrender.  My concentration was ‘held’ in stillness,  a mantra playing over and over inside my heart and mind. 

From the point of Love
Within the heart of God
Let Love descend
To fill the hearts of Man. 

Through 650 hours of meticulous tedium.  Something I happen to excel at. 

When I do something, I give it all my heart.  I pour all of myself into it.  And have to be reminded most of the time to remember ‘me’.  Remember Love is like yeast.  I can’t give all I have.  I have to hold some back for me in order to grow a new batch.  

Inspiration for the piece came from Plato’s Allegory of the Cave.  In the allegory prisoners are chained to look always on the wall of a cave.  Behind them, burn great fires.  Between the fires and the prisoners there are others, who walk back and forth across the cave, carrying different things.  As they do, shadows are cast on the walls of the cave, for the prisoners to see. To the prisoners, the shadows on the wall are their reality.  Awards are given to those prisoners best able to predict certain happenings based on associating the different patterns of shadows on the wall. 

One day one of the prisoners gets free.  He sees the fires and those moving in front of them.  He sees the shadows on the wall as they are…just shadows.  He also sees the entrance to the cave and walks out of it. 

There, for the very first time in his life, he sees the sun.   He’s sees real Light. It blinds him at first.  Makes his eyes tear up, for before, all he had known was of shadows and darkness. 

Then he remembers his companions, still chained in darkness and shadows.   And decides he must go back.  To carry the truth back to them so that they, too, can be free and see the Light. But when he goes back, it takes a while for his eyes to adjust to the darkness after seeing the Light.  His fellows and companions think him mad and blinded by what he did.  He couldn’t even see anything.  Why would any of them want that?   So they don’t believe him and fight to remain in their chains.

…the allegory of the cave… 

A story about realities based on shadows.  A story of realities based on illusions of things and, not real. 

Do you see my cave? 

Do you see on the horizon the solar eclipse? The sun and moon inseparable? 

In esoteric symbolism the Sun represents Being and the Moon represents Becoming. And I carved no distance, no separation, between them. 

Do you see what Lights up my cave? 

Do you see the Cross? 

The Cross symbolizes Always. 

The horizontal line represents duality, from one polarity to the other, embracing both and all in between.  The vertical line represents all spheres and dimensions.  All aboves and all bellows. 

Always Embraces All Ways. 

This piece is an expression of the Light of redemption I found. 

Within the cave of my own heart.

I made it one Christmas.  As a Gift, A Present. 

I could share with others.

{{sibbia}}…”Seeing is believing, Believing is achieving” brought me a great gift.  She highlighted for me one of our greatest illusions.  Please Be Patient and Understanding with me if I forgot this one, for the number of our illusions is Legion.  I don’t keep all of them on a list I consult at the top of my head.  They’re not even IN my head anymore. 

One of the greatest jokes on ourselves of all times is the idea of ‘becoming’. 

In as much as this idea has been the cause of much misery and suffering, I’m still going to treat it as a joke.  Something to make Light of.  And before anyone of us gets the idea I’m laughing AT us, let me be clear, I’m laughing in appreciation OF us. 

“Becoming”…what an illusion. 

Ranks right up there with the ‘earth is a school room’ bit, where we’re all here to ‘learn’ something.  Uh huh.  It’s ideas such as these that have been used as the foundation of glorifying some personalities over others.  New soul, old soul, indigo child, violet child, crystal child…all comparisons.  All based on contrast and compare, with the purpose to give some of us a lift, by seeing ourselves as superior, or above, or more advanced then, or more authoritative then. 

Such ideas certainly don’t stand up to the ole’ equity test.  But a Whole Lot of us sure have been led around by the nose in believing in these ideas.  In believing any of these ideas have a spiritual foundation to them at all. 

We are of ONE Soul. We are of ONE Spirit. 

The rest is our personality’s desire at self importance, just using supposedly ‘spiritual’ standards this time, instead of the usual physical ones.  The result is still the same: separation. 

“Becoming” a Divine Being. 

As if we’re not, already. That’s the illusion. 

The only thing Deity needs to learn is that it is Deity.   And it’s not even a learning function.  It’s remembrance and recognition.

When my cat had kittens, the kittens didn’t need to learn a whole heck of a lot in order to be cats.  Just as any human child doesn’t have to learn much in order to be human.  We’re simply born that way, just as a cat is born a cat.

And a Child of God is a child of God.  Divine from the very inception of our Being.  Divine, as we were CREATED to be and not dependent upon whatever we have happened to make of ourselves. 

Every moment in our Life, we are Divine Beings. 

Always HAVE BEEN, too. 

And Always WILL BE. 

It’s Self Recognition that makes the difference. One teeny, tiny, little thing, which if realized, opens the cornucopias within us.

Do we recognize we have a WILL?

What do we imagine it is an expression OF? 

Creature or Being? 

How do we see ourselves in relation to ‘God’?

Child or pet?