Ok, right out of the gate, I want you to put your judgmental mentality away, before we embark of this adventure of Human experience.
My father passed away, and so I spent a lot of time around somebody who was facing his own death. I have never experienced this before. My dad and I had our fair share of dust-ups, like many fathers and sons, so it was all bittersweet. Don’t be sad, he was almost 93, and he had a wonderful, successful life, but the way he died; dead in less then 3 months of stage 4 colon cancer, undoubtedly influenced by his vaccination status, was hard to take.
One day, as he was laying near death, he looked at me with a grin from ear to ear, and said, “Do you see him over there by the door, its my dad waiting for me.” I say, “Is he doing anything; did he say anything to you?” My Dad, “No, he is just sitting over there, waiting for me.”
Was it his dad, come to lead him home or was it his divine twin drawing back his being into his divine self? All of what we experience is veiled and a mystery. We are all meant to question and probe, or why would we be in this place. We are meant to experience separation, so we will choose to be united as One.
It is only by experiencing this life together, that Father, Mother and Child can become One through their mutual experience of becoming. God is not a “mighty bulwark”, instead he is a being of flowing love. He|She once was a mighty bulwark, a citadel of him/herself. A desperado, thinking he/she was in need of nothing…yet concluding that this is untrue.
My brother-in law loves to gamble, so he invited my son and me to join him and a few of his friends in Las Vegas for the weekend. I shouldn’t admit it, but is was actually a beautiful and edifying time with my son. I know the zealots are going to say this is impossible, but I can assure you it is not.
Luke 7:33-35 “31 “To what then shall I compare the men of this generation, and what are they like? 32 They are like children sitting in the market place and calling to one another,
‘We piped to you, and you did not dance;
we wailed, and you did not weep.’
33 For John the Baptist has come eating no bread and drinking no wine; and you say, ‘He has a demon.’ 34 The Son of man has come eating and drinking; and you say, ‘Behold, a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!’ 35 Yet wisdom is justified by all her children.”
One night, at about 1 in the morning, I was walking on Fremont Street, making my way gingerly through the crowd, in the midst of their revelry and celebration, of every ethnicity and social status, land whales and fashionistas, elbow to elbow, attempting to make their lives meaningful.
I was observing this all with blood shot eyes and more than a slight buzz…(quiet zealots, quiet, don’t miss the point…don’t you know your Lord also travels on Freemont Street or would be, if his feet were still padding the earth.)
Anyway, as I observed it all, in its gaudy, horrific glory, all flash and dazzle, I felt an intense sadness at the Human condition. What the Human won’t do to themselves, just to enjoy a little rush of joy in this sad and broken down life. Me included!
We are meant to observe it all, without attachment, neither repulsed not attracted by what we experience.
Everywhere I went I would pick people out of the crowd and ask God to bless them and their families. I would see a face and compassionately call on my father to be merciful. I know this is a very weird way to walk in the world but it is something I am called to do often. I will never know whether goodness and mercy flowed or not. And you know what; it doesn’t really matter.
Do it for selfish reasons; cast words of blessing on others, so that you will be blessed. And just maybe your words will touch God’s heart and he|she will have compassion on those who you drew his attention toward.
I even asked God to let other people at the table win. And I attempted to play the game without straining to control the outcome and instead just rested in the flow. Vegas is a great place to practice renunciation and detachment, yet it is very hard thing to do!
During my trip I began reading, “Our Divine Double,” by Charles M. Stang.” I was hoping to find some confirmation of what I observed when I was in the Akashic realm. I haven’t finished the book yet, but it seems that he views the divine double as an angel or as the avatar or Christ. I know this isn’t so, because I am now convinced that the being who led me within the flaming light may have been “Christ,” or the first begotten Son of God. And what I observed was that my divine double, was fully myself; my other spiritual self.
What if none of us are actually here? What if who we are, is actually a being, existing in another dimension, carried into and within the world, by Brahman; held within the Atman, as our true self or better yet, our divine self exists within the emergent being of the One. What if we are All truly the children of God, intimately connected to the presence of the One.
What if this whole experience of life, is truly other, a casting of experience, which is controlled by our divine twin or double, in another realm? A twin who is fully immersed within the presence and power of the One.
The zealots are wailing again! You’re are a sinner and you’re going straight to hell!
We carry within us the generating power of the One as it flows into existence. We are powerful beings, yet we have forgotten. What if we are all divine beings that have been sent into the world, just as was the prodigal son, so as to learn the needed lesson of separation from God?
Stop and be still for a moment; What if we are gods, who have been made to forget whom we are?
It seems to me, that this quest that we are on, is one of forgetting who we truly are; but for what purpose? What is the point of Human experience? Why are we called to sojourn in the land of forgetfulness. And what are we meant to forget? What are we meant to accomplish here; what are we called to recover?
Most people have not a clue…and often that includes me!
I think it can be found when we cast down the churning, spinning thought-wheel that engages us constantly; and we instead focus our being, into one-pointedness; a state of silent consciousness, and thereby encounter our own true self or God’s being within ourselves.
When I was in the Akashic realm, a being came running up to me, kneeled before me, venerated me, and then asked to enter into my ethereal being or body. Like a fool, stuttering, I gave him permission to do so, not knowing his intent. I thought it was for healing, but now I am not sure. What did he intend to adjust within my true self? Why was my Akashic twin in need of change of nature?
Once you are cast into the body of flesh, everything becomes difficult and heavy; we are bent over and weighed down by life. The light, the joy, the beauty comes in small snippets interspersed with struggle and pain. I suppose it is for the same reason that the prodigal chose to suffer; in order to fully understand the mercy of his Father. We live, suffer and exalt within beauty so intense, all so we can experience the contrasting forms. It is necessary for the children of God to develop the wisdom of separation, the knowing that their is no true love apart from God.
I search for God everywhere, I talk to God unceasingly, I worship God in my heart at all times. We admire the world and its natural beauty… awestruck and together. We are inseparable twins, detached yet entwined. Yet how can you love a phantom?
If the Atman, Braham flows out of the One, dragging me along with him/her into the material world of forms, truly One with myself, truly myself…then I do know God.
I know God, because I am God. A perfect fractal portion of the One experiencing the world. So there is much more to all of this than we realize.
Not only do we the Human experience separation and individuation in this life; God also experiences it as separate being through us. The One experiences individuality as he travels within us and sees the world through our eyes. Why do you thinks so many visions of God paint him|her as the many eyed One.
So I guess this is the point: not only do we have a divine twin in the Akashic realm, an actual being, safely tucked away, experiencing the world of forms and tombs, but we are also a perfect fractal twin of the One.
We are God “substance”, spiritual beings experiencing the material world. The whole point is to hold the world at bay, to see through the illusion, so as to be able to apprehend the One. As we become, God becomes with us…a unitive becoming, that binds us together as compatriots; as friends who have a common history; a common story we have shared.
What if the reason I cannot experience God, is because I am God. I know its blasphemy to say so, yet it would perfectly explain why I am unable to experience God outside of myself. Maybe, I cannot experience God to the exterior of myself because, I am actually God within human form. As is every other Human. Every Human, worthy, yet blinded by the world.
I am a perfectly reflected twin of my father/mother, having a twin of myself, resting in the Akashic realm, participating with me, here in the material world, through a spiritual ray of light flowing to and held within this flesh.
Oh the raging and angst; the Zealots have started wailing and heaping dust upon their heads.