The Beatitudes meaning and structure relies upon extraordinary geometry that may provide seekers and students with additional insight. Matthew’s Beatitudes and Luke’s Sermon on the Plain contain some of the most beautiful passages in the New Testament. When we diagram the pattern of Yeshua’s words and phrases, however, the Beatitudes reveal even more information. We are blessed with a glimpse of the pure genius of Christ and the mind of the Son of God.
Prayer tips from a modern day Christian mystic.
I must confess to stumbling off the path of late. Mostly this was due to worldly concerns, which include but are not limited to cursing at buggy software, nonstop work, and a small financial surprise when I took Elena, my assistant, to buy a new Apple computer. In order to fix my troubles, though my straights were not dire, I set about reclaiming my Father in heaven.
“Woman, why are you weeping?” the Risen Lord asks Mary Magdalene. I hope you enjoy this Easter video meditation on John 20:11-18!
Come the Human Boy
Two thousand years and twelve
hitherto today, Love, attained
in this wintry foreign land
the hearts of we, its dwellers.
Incarnate, creation’s Master
now come human boy, illumined
in joy the nature of All.
Laws of life, of Love disclosed
in the image of oneself oddly
now come human boy,
seemed rather more to be
much like thou and me.
Misgiving hearts, come!
See oneself made young
indescribable forever-joy, be
thy gift of the human boy:
now come children,
we shall perish the winter.
Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace, good will toward men.
I’ve been making the little child for a while now. I don’t work real hard at it because little children don’t work. Adults work. Us kids play, ask tons of questions, and believe in impossible stuff. Funny. Grownups do exactly the opposite! But it’s sad, too, because grownups who can’t make the little child won’t know how to enter the kingdom of God.
Nope. Big Brother says that only a little child can see the kingdom.
These orb photos at Shrine of St. Thérèse, captured unawares, are just as silent and unusual as the little shrine itself. Such is the nature of spirit – God’s greatest gifts are not always so obvious. Set in Juneau, Alaska, cloaked within a rain forest enclave on a tiny island paradise, the shrine’s rustic beach-stone chapel is invisible to the casual passerby. But few people pass by here, beyond the outskirts of town.
Back in 2008, on the last day of the Alaskan tourist season, we were probably the only non-Juneaites within 30 miles. Despite a deeply mystical air that surrounded the lovely garden paradise, visions of orbs (or ghosts) had not come to mind.
Prayer to Holy Spirit
I love you
I trust you
I believe in you
you are my true mother
I have no other but you
you are truth and unity
and blessed love, and
I am love’s child.
You make the multitude
by the miracle of the one soul
you spread the truth alone
in a love through many.
Powerful in your wisdom
beautiful in your power
you make all things
into good things.
Mother, eternally loving
you make me feel like
your only child
I am in you, and
you are in me
I belong to you, and
you belong to me
Both the light and the black visited me last night. After working with Christ’s teachings at Thomas 11 for a year or so, visible clouds of light appear quite often when I am praying, resting, or making light inside my body. Cloud events are always joyous, never scary. Last night, however, after a moment of high spirited swirling and face teasing (normal light behavior) an immense, intimidating black thing burst into the group of frolicsome white clouds in my room.
“Evil is a lie. Only the Good is real.”
I am the only person I know who believes evil is a lie. Correction. My soul also believes this. In fact it was she who initially informed me. Early on in my journey, shortly after I met my soul, she compared us to a horse and rider. I’m the horse. My job is to carry my Beloved safely home, without fear, to the earthly kingdom prepared for us since the creation of the world.
Her imagery was wonderfully compelling. And utterly terrifying.
Meaning of Thomas 11 Eludes Scholars
“When you come into the light, what will you do?” riddles Christ in the Gospel of Thomas. Too little commentary exists for this cryptic logion. When challenged to reveal the meaning of Thomas 11, most scholars either dust off an end times analogy or wave the Gnostic flag and retreat. Foul ball. Any good scholar knows the Gnostics believe that creation is corrupt and all matter is vile. For them, a human body cannot “come into the light.”
Thomas 11 is a valid Christian text. The problem? This passage has no precise corollary in Scripture. It is also one of the most radical and least understood logia in Thomas or any of Christ’s teachings. But it isn’t Gnostic, and it’s not about the end of the world. Has no one solved Yeshua’s riddle?
My Perfect Soul
A blanket of sparkles, my perfect soul
cloud and light and shimmering flawless
above. My spirit companion, my sister,
or wife, is my Eve, my lover of light.
My perfect soul reveals all I see,
all that I am and what forever shall be.
Although at first, I’d hoped to touch her
for years each night with wont to hold her
this is not the true path, not the real life.
God’s ways are different from mine.
My perfect soul is my freshet of life, all
joy and dream and faithful merriment
sometimes my blanket of sparkles enraptures,
in sheer living light my companion clothes me
for a time until she, my sister-wife, rejoins.
Suffuse with white can I do no wrong
for my soul is the daughter of God.