I’ve acquired many tips for kingdom seekers during the course of six years on the narrow road. Since August of 2011, I’ve been graced to experience a great deal of God’s love, wisdom, and glory. At the same time, my journey has brought me a lion’s share of unease, distress, and dismay. Don’t be put off. It’s all good in the end. Here I share some hard-earned truths and tips as I seek the keys to the kingdom of God.
The orb photos from Shrine of St. Thérèse were as unpretentious as the shrine itself. Such is the nature of spirit: its greatest gifts are not always obvious. The small beach-stone chapel hid within a thick rain forest enclave on a little island, nearly invisible to the casual passerby. But few people passed by here, on the outskirts of Juneau. We were probably the only non-Juneaites within 30 miles on this, the final day of the Alaskan tourist season. Despite the deeply mystical air of this lovely garden paradise, thoughts of orbs were not on my mind.
The Light visited my room last night after a three-day absence. The brief sabbatical was a bit curious, but not worrisome. Since I began working devoutly with the principles of Thomas 11, visible clouds of Light manifest almost daily. Last night, after a minute of high-spirited swirling and face-teasing (normal Light behavior) a huge, intimidating Black Thing appeared among the frolicsome clouds of Light.
Our surprise guest was nearly circular, perhaps five feet in diameter. But, my surprise became something more than that when I realized the right half of the Black Thing bore the sardonic profile of a (mostly) human face. ‘Blackie’ sported a chin, mouth, nose and brow.
Beginning at the crown of my head, a bone-chilling shiver penetrated every part of my being as it snowballed downward.
“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.
Did you know the Holy Spirit is a feminine being? She is God’s spirit, Father’s wife, and my perfect Mother. It’s helpful to know that heaven is not populated entirely by masculine energies. Long ago, in ancient Rome, the genders used in Hebrew and Aramaic texts to describe God and the beings of heaven were changed. When the Scriptures were translated to Greek, The Holy Spirit and many of the angels became neuter. When the Church translated the Greek text to Latin, Mother became a ‘man.’ Thus, for over 1,600 years western Christians have had two male Parents. The irony? This radical idea originated in Holy Rome.
Those tricky Semitic pronouns gotcha, eh Constantine? True, Latin may be a dead language. But this is a serious matter. For 1,600 years, no one thought to fix the typo. To me this is unthinkable.
“This fundamental point, traditionally obscured in scriptural translation and largely ignored by commentators, clearly has the most far-reaching theological implications.”
T.P. Brown: The Maternal Spirit
My rather unsettling journey into chaos raises an important truth. Those seeking spiritual wisdom need only ask God for help. When I did so, I also asked Father to show me the kingdom of God. I’m fairly sure that I didn’t say “kingdoms,” but that’s what I got. There exists an infinite number of kingdoms. Some are ruled by living beings, some by God, and at least one realm doesn’t seem to have a ruler.
That would be chaos. Imagine yourself cast adrift in a realm where thought does not exist. Whose name will you call on when you can’t remember your own?
If you seek the good life that God intended for you, find your soul. Your soul is that “perfect someone” you’ve dreamt of all of your life. In a conscious, loving alliance with your inner spirit, a new world begins to manifest around you. A sacred space forms, in which you’re less concerned with conflict and daily drama. You feel much more peaceful, and life just works better. Best of all, when you find your soul you’ll receive unlimited spiritual help, love, and healing directly from God.
You have just been called. You’ve chosen to keep reading, which means that your loving soul is asking you to say “hello.” In this moment, your perfect companion eagerly invites you to reunite with her and enter the blissful life God’s children were destined to live.
“At the beginning of creation God made them male and female…and the two will become one flesh. So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate.”
I held up the stubborn pen and squinted at it. “I know you’re God’s pen, because everything belongs to him.” Late this December evening, neither myself nor my faithful pen knew what to write. Trouble was, my memory of that day held missing time. While staring at the virgin white page, I decided to write what I could remember and trust the rest to God’s pen.
As I began to write in my notebook, I had no idea that this would become the most important night of my life.