In the Christian religion, this is Holy week, and in my mind Easter is a day to remember one of the holiest occurrences in history. A person who repeatedly stated that he had the same abilities as everyone else was able to completely forgive those who mocked, tortured and killed him. He had the vision to remember that he was perfect love, a holy spirit, and free from any form. In three days he reclaimed his broken form, healed it and continued to use it to serve his Beloved Creator, teaching about forgiveness with a credential that was unparalleled. And I grouse when I feel misunderstood!!! Then I remember who I am because of the wonderful teachers who have lighted my way, and the miracles of love I have received.

 

It’s worth repeating that Jesus was able to forgive because he never forgot not only who he was, but who we were.  He was awake, but we were asleep. We were dreaming that we lived in a world where we were separated, so therefore there could be comparisons, and to prove that my thoughts were better, I grouped with people who shared my thoughts. But others who disagreed also grouped together. When we couldn’t agree, we fought. We judged, we mocked, we tortured and sometimes killed others, for what?

 

In “A Course in Miracles” text under “Holy Week” it states, “A week is short, and yet this holy week is the symbol of the whole journey the Son of God has undertaken. He started with the sign of victory [the palms], the promise of the resurrection, already given him. Let him not wander into the temptation of crucifixion, and delay him there. Help him to go in peace beyond it, with the light of his own innocence lighting his way to his redemption and release. Hold him not back with thorns and nails when his redemption is so near. But let the whiteness of your shining gift of Lilies [remembering his True Self] speed him on his way to resurrection.”

 

Let the miracles come! Thirty-two years ago on the Sat. before Easter I was driving my car from New Market, VA to VA Beach, VA. and I entered an alternate reality. I sensed a webwork of maybe etheric bonds between me and all the other drivers on the road, my sleeping son in the back seat, and everyone else! I felt connected to a loving Presence I call Beloved Creator. I was just in peace. I’ve been told that at Eastertime the veil is thinner between the Spirit world, and this 3D world. Find some time to pray, giving thanks that we were made as perfect love, and will always remain so. Ask to remember it. It will change your life.

…all your shadows are behind you”.  Wisdom from a Facebook poster! This is so significant for me right now. Number one, until yesterday it had rained on Kaua’i for 3 weeks. I realized how much I missed the sunlight that we take for granted. I actually got a little blue.

 

When I first came to Kaua’i, I would go down to the beach by Hau’ola, a place of refuge [whole other blog topic], and dance, and greet the sun at daybreak. Then I would go to the heiau (temple) and pray, visualizing a spiral of love and light coming from my heart, extending in ever expanding spirals until the whole world was filled. It was kinda  cool walking down the street later in the day and thinking, “I prayed for you.” To the folk that I passed.

 

Lately with job and family commitments I’ve restructured my time, so that I’m not available often to do that. I pray, and visualize the light and love extending to others, but I haven’t met the rising sun to do it. And lately there just hasn’t been much sun. But there are faint rainbows, created from a partially blocked sun.

 

And number two, I have a dear girl in my life right now who has been struggling with cystic fibrosis for about 15 years. The struggle gets progressively harder. She works to keep her spirits up.  I tell her, “It is impossible for cystic fibrosis to touch your soul. It is our gift from God.” We were created eternally perfect, and made out of love. Face that light dear one. Ask for help from your Source, and change will come for the better. It takes a little time and discipline to listen, but the answers will come on wings or events not imagined by our limited minds. And then, in time, our little lights will merge with the great light, until we truly are One.

Some time ago I posted a translation of Jesus' Lord's Prayer from the Aramaic Language. I believe it is closer to what he meant than what most of us read in our Bibles. I'm reposting it at the request of new friends. I also suggest that you take the time to pause, and allow the prayer to work on you before you go ahead to the next part. I'll separate it  by spaces, and hope that it conveys on the web.

 

 

Jesus’ Lord’s Prayer

 

Oh, shimmering and eternal Presence illuminating all!

 

We restore our holy union with you by breathing Your holy Breath.

 

The penetrating rays of Your Power and Beauty melt our rigidities, and We are now receptive to Your vision for us.

 

We are surrendered to Your wondrous design as our mystical union infuses our earthly forms with the power of your Light.

 

The Infusion of Your nurturing Wisdom will now carry us through the sacred moments of this day.

 

Just as your Light’s infusion dissolves our hidden fears, we extend and share this Light so that others, too, can dissolve their hidden fears.

 

Your streaming Rays of Wisdom and Power release us from all forgetfulness that leads to the constrictions of useless fears.

 

Now! Your illumined stream of Radiant Light is embodied, and Your presence is here as ‘us’, carrying me in Your stream of Grace from gathering to gathering.

 

This truth is sealed in our hearts, with unwavering

commitment.

 

[as taught by Maria Lawrence from www.shanticrystal.com

Jay Hammer DVD www.wordofmastery.com

I have the wonderful pleasure of rehearsing Carl Orff’s “Carmina Burana” with the Kauai Chorale for a performance in May. You’d recognize the beginning and ending movements “Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi” (Fortune-Empress of the World) as that wild King Arthur dashing over the countryside piece from the movie “Ex Calibur”, I think. It’s also in commercials. It’s actually a collection of 24 medieval poems in Middle High German, Old French, and mostly Medieval Latin. These poems were selected from a manuscript of 254 poems in “Songs from Beuern” found in the Benedictine Monastery of Benediktbeuern, Bavaria..

 

OK. No more history. I had to get a translation of these poems because I had no idea what I was singing about, and actually sometimes Orff’s choice of music didn’t always seem to me to match the subject matter. Anyway, right away I was struck by how difficult the world is perceived to be, and how unfair. Here is the translation of the first and most famous rousing movement:

 

“O Fortune, variable as the moon, always does thou wax and wane. Detestable life, first dost thou mistreat us, and then, whimsically thou heedest our desires.

As the Sun melts the ice, so dost thou dissolve both poverty and power.

 

“Monstrous and empty fate, thou, turning wheel, art mean, voiding good health at they will. Veiled in obscurity, thou dost attack me also. To thy cruel pleasure I bare my back.

 

“Thou dost withdraw my health and virtue: thou does threaten my emotion and weaken with torture. At this hour, therefore, let us pluck the strings without delay. Let us mourn together, for fate crushes the brave.”

 

I have to say, I was surprised, as the music is so inspiring and uplifting, but maybe that’s the point. As a student of “A Course in Miracles”, I’ve learned that this 3D world is basically a totally awesome illusion created by a collective ego, of which all our egos play a part. Now our egos are the analytical, thinking, emotional parts of ourselves that are never quite satisfied with things like Fortuna. The ego occupies our minds relentlessly. It is fear and guilt driven. “I’m not good enough, he doesn’t love me, I don’t have enough. I’m sick. I can't possibly.” These are all ego thoughts. Our perceptions follow our uneasy thoughts, and we sort of wait for disasters to happen to us, which then sometimes become self-fulfilling prophecies.

 

And then there is the truth of Who we are:Spirit. Spirit trumps ego, and many of us have had experiences where our egos got us into a mess, and we prayed for divine guidance, and were led to higher ground, and felt the presence of our Spirit self, or another’s, which got us back on track.

 

Maybe Orff’s music represents the Spirit part, the fearless part that knows that no matter what Fortune deals us in this world, we are unchanged, free, loving, and lovable. There are pieces that follow that are about love, but it is the 3D kind and refers to lovers, and “frolicking”. But one line in #8 “Salesman, Give me Color” a poem about buying make-up and looking appealing to men touched my heart. “Love will ennoble you, and take you to high honors.” I think we first learn about divine Love, by experiencing the ego variety. We join hearts with another and  that take us out of our selfish personal ego pity pots. I certainly do believe in Love. I hope you experience the fun, the frolicking, and the ennobling parts of it.

 

I’ve just been back to NY with my siblings to help settle our mother’s estate. She had a lot of “stuff”, and she wanted it to be divided evenly somehow, although she didn’t specify who would get what. So we had auctions for the valuable things. The amount you bid was subtracted from your share of the total assets. We did very well in keeping the peace, partly because we have two cousins who didn’t fare as well. This morning, as the matriarch of the clan and someone who loves them dearly, I wrote them a letter. I thought you might be interested. Names are changed of course.

 

Dear Michael and Gabriel,

 

I woke up this morning with the two of you in my mind, or maybe heart. I was thinking of how I hope you'll like the boxes of "stuff" that I found and selected for you, with help from my siblings, although initially Raphael (my brother) was in throw out mode, because there was just so very much stuff.  I just started the boxes, and assured him that they would get out of the house.

 

Now why did we cousins take the extra time and energy to think of you, and put things aside? Because we love you and we're family.

 

We also talked about another over riding presence that you two represented for us, and that was "We don't know what happened between Michael and Raphael after Uncle Uriel died, but we'll never let that happen to us. None of us 'need' what Mom has left us, so we can't let it cause harm in our relationships." When differences of opinion arose, we took the time to talk them out and settle them. So in a way your rift has guided us in what not to do. There was also some negativity between Mom and her brother Uriel, and my dad and his brother. They all overcame them though. The love just won out. I'm hoping that will be the case with you two. 

 

We are the leaders of the Celestial family now, and Wayne and I the head of the Heavenly family. How we treat each other will be passed down by imitation or avoidance, depending upon how well we lead. Do we model love and caring, or disrespect and indifference? What legacy do we leave the children when they are planning family reunions down the Celestial family line?

 

I love you each individually forever, no matter how you choose to relate to each other and will keep you included in the emails and info lines, but OH IN MY HEART I WOULD LOVE IT IF MY PICTURE OF YOU WAS LOVING BROTHERS, WHO WERE A SOLID FAMILY LINE.

 

I actually believe that John Lennon was serious when he said "Love is all there is." Love is of spirit, and has no needs except maybe to extend itself.

But we don't live in the spirit world. We have 3D bodies, and perceptions based upon the mindset we hold about things. I could offer you a home made cookie, and if you thought I loved you, you might think, "Oh, look what Cuz did for me, isn't that nice." If you thought I didn't love you, you might think, "Is she trying to make me fat?" Sadly, loving actions and truth can get trumped by the perceiver's mindset about something, eclipsing the truth. 

 

The ego's use of love is more like a commodity. "I'll love you if I get something back", and it's usually love that the other person wants, but if I think I'm unlovable, I'll settle for money or things.  One of my teachers said that all arguments are about "You don't love me enough."   Arguments are caused when something happens that causes the other person to interpret that the other person did something unloving to them. My personal belief holds that Love is enough, and if the real love is strong enough, it can heal any ego disorder or misperception. 

 

And here's the one you might not want to hear: even if our minds create a rift and hatred, our spirit selves, which are love, are still extending love to each other. It can create illness in the body actually to have such contrast held. Holding resentment is one of the characteristics of "cancer" personalities. I looked that up when Raphael was diagnosed with melanoma last summer. We Heavenly kids have got to undo resentments fast, as cancer is in100% of our gene lines.

 

Another thing about love is that we can beam it out and it affects everyone, everyone, even the "bad guys", and actually helps turn them around, but

it doesn't judge. It won't work if I think, "I'm sending love out to Michael and Gabriel for the purpose of healing that relationship." Then I'm judging, and manipulating. I'll just keep sending love to you guys. I somehow trust that you two have to walk with this rift between you for awhile, and that even if you carry it to the grave, and your legacy is "Oh, the Celestial line had those two brothers who hated each other in it, and it weakened us for awhile...." that when you pass over you'll feel the love that is truly there. 

 

If for no apparent reason you feel a little smile bubble up within, it might be because I'm loving you dearly. It was difficult to write this letter, but I thought

that as the matriarch, AND someone who loves you both, I needed to give you a perspective of how it might be perceived down the line.

 

Hugs and out,

Annaleah