Posted by Roberta Grimes • April 16, 2022 • 42 Comments
Jesus
I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses.
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear,
The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me. And He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own.
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known.
– Charles Austin Miles (1868-1946) from “In the Garden” (1912)
My meeting with Jesus on the night of April sixth caused the first spiritual crisis of my life. And if it happened to me, it may have happened to you. All I can say is that I am sorry! I wish we hadn’t posted about it right away, but that was what Jesus wanted. I was still listening to the Beings who were helping me as I tried to figure things out. I was past my crisis and exultant by the following Monday, but without their help, I likely would have done what probably many people did, and quit my website altogether. But I couldn’t quit myself. I had to deal with it. All I can do is tell you what my problem was, and tell you how Thomas and Jesus helped me through it.
Your first question is whether that Being is Jesus. Oh yes, indeed He is. And in telling me His story, He made me confront my illusions about Christianity straight-on. Especially including the fact that the benevolent Christian God that I had come to love as a child was only the last in a series of human-made gods that can be traced back to the chubby fertility goddess that is sometimes found in the caves of the earliest fully human beings. Some years back, Thomas patiently led me through blogging about the history of human-made gods, including the fact that there never is a moment when the Christian God becomes “a real God.” It is past time for humankind to understand that. We are living in and inextricably part of a human-created and consciousness-based illusion that is being maintained by a Godhead Collective of spiritually perfected human beings, and the most perfected of all the Beings of which we are aware is Jesus. He is the closest to a genuine God that we are ever going to know. And when He hit me between the eyes with that fact, I simply fell apart.
I can laugh at myself now. But I was terrified! Poor Jesus. There I was, so stupidly afraid of Him. By the end of that Thursday, just a day later, I was screaming at Thomas (internally, of course). Who was this “Father who art in heaven” that I had been praying to for my entire life? Whose bearded portrait was painted on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel? Thomas patiently didn’t shout at me, but that was what he should have done. I deserved it. I was abusing him to no purpose.
And then on that Friday morning, feeling frail and broken, I was driving to a client meeting when unexpectedly I had a second passenger in the car. Thomas is always just behind my left shoulder. Then all at once, I realized that there was the Lord’s perfect energy, too, although very much reduced in volume, right there next to Thomas but more toward the middle of the car. They were happily chatting for my benefit while I tried to ignore them so I could hear my GPS. Fall River, Massachusetts, is an old mill city of one-way streets so harrowing that if I can’t use my GPS I am immediately lost. But I couldn’t ignore the fact that they were playfully complaining that I was so late in getting Seek Reality Online started that they were letting me know that the two of them were just going to start their own website. Thomas was planning to name it after Jesus.
“Too late,” I called to him, aloud. “Churches have already used all the good names.” I was concentrating on my GPS, since the narrow roads were crowded and a turn was coming up.
Thomas said loudly in my mind, “We’ll call it ‘Jesus Speaks.’”
Jesus said, also in my mind, “So you ought to listen.”
Thomas mind-blurted, “For heaven’s sake.”
He was already laughing. Then they both were laughing, which made me laugh, too. And I missed my turn and stopped dead in the street, and people were honking. It was a mess. Of course, since no one could see or hear them, it looked to all those rush-hour drivers as if some demented woman was laughing hysterically, sitting there alone in her car.
The comedian Lenny Bruce (1925-1966) had a joke that he used to tell in the fifties. And we know now that the person who would have laughed the loudest and enjoyed it the most would have been Jesus. Lenny Bruce said, “If Jesus had died in this century, all the Catholic schoolchildren would be wearing little electric chairs around their necks.”
Thomas talked to me nonstop on Saturday as we polished last Sunday’s blog post. He told me how they are preparing to help the great volume of Baby Boomers who are soon to arrive in the afterlife, many of them also feeling frail and damaged, as I have been damaged by Roman Christianity. But fortunately, the Boomers are the last generation that will arrive there damaged to this extent. And then last Sunday morning when I woke up, I was feeling calmer. I knew at once that we had met with Jesus again the night before. I even had a fleeting glimpse of His face. I said in my mind to Thomas, “We met with Him again?” He said, “yes.” “But I won’t get to know what was said?” He said, “No need.”
And there really was no need. By the time I woke up last Monday morning, I was discussing with Thomas details of the reality that on some level I always have known was what was true and real. The notion that one God on some celestial throne could magically take loving spiritual care of seven billion people at once had always seemed to me to be suspiciously unlikely, so I was ready now to give up the cartoon Christian God that my mind was still trying to supply. By Tuesday morning, when I was hugging my sister and driving to Logan to catch my plane home, there was only that beautiful sunrise. And Jesus. Now His lovely energy is always with me, whenever I think to call Him to mind. And Thomas tells me that I still can pray the prayer that I have prayed every day since I was a child. The very much augmented Council that was first assembled to give Jesus guidance on earth two thousand years ago still faithfully hears every prayer ever prayed to the Christian God, anywhere on earth and in every earthly language. Thomas tells me that Jesus taught the Lord’s Prayer to the Jews of His day because He wanted to wean them from fearing Jehovah, and teach them instead to think of their imaginary god as a loving celestial father. And for so long as people pray to our father in heaven, Jesus assures us that there will be a Council dedicated to lovingly hearing their prayers, and to answering them through each person’s spirit guide. So I will continue to pray The Lord’s Prayer, and with the Lord’s sweet energy in my heart.
I cannot sufficiently describe to you the Master’s beautiful energy. The fact that each person who lacks a body can choose to go without a body in the astral, and appear as simply a ball of light and still be recognized by a unique personal energy, is something that I have known for decades, but I really only ever half-believed it. Then I learned to tell Thomas apart from Thomas Jefferson when I met with them both in the same nighttime meeting and realized that they did have different energies. My Thomas is more spiritually developed than Jefferson, but they actually are pretty close in development. Wow, you can tell a lot from people’s auras, and that felt like an enjoyable discovery! And I vividly recall the moment when I first was close to Jesus and I was feeling His extraordinary energy, which is nothing but the richest and sweetest, the most intense and ecstatic love. I cannot even describe to you how it feels! It’s soft but abundantly strong, so He seems full of light. The churches portray Him as sorrowful, but I don’t see how He ever can be sorrowful. He feels like joy abounding to me, and all I have to do is think of Him now, and that feeling of first being near Him comes back.
I have learned so much from Thomas, and through him from his Friend, in only this past week. For the first time, Thomas has been willing to answer my questions pretty freely, provided that I understand that some of what he tells me cannot yet be widely shared. All that exists is Consciousness, and every human mind is a part of that Consciousness. Not as separate dots, but inextricably all as parts of one whole. And the Lord loves each of us infinitely! I have been listening to old Seek Reality podcasts as we prepare to make them part of Seek Reality Online, and Thomas has had me make that a part of my podcast signoff right from the beginning. But it is only now that I realize how completely true it is. Jesus does indeed love you infinitely. And now I know how that love feels! When I asked Thomas whether Jesus minded my capitalizing His pronouns, he said, “No. He knows that is who you are. But He thinks you ought to capitalize the word Consciousness, too, since Consciousness is the genuine God.”
Jesus wants us to think of Consciousness as the true God in which we live and move and have our being (Acts 17:28). At the bottom of Consciousness is anything negative. And in reality, there is no top. There are many who have matured spiritually in our astral system and not joined our Godhead Collective, but instead they have advanced above it. And since we would not understand even the workings of the highest Godhead Collective of which we are aware, there is little point in our attempting to envision the even greater glories ever farther above. (To quote Thomas.) What we think of as the afterlife is in fact an intimate area cordoned off from the infinite astral plane, a part of which is closed off to visitors, but a part of which we can visit during near-death experiences or when we travel out of our bodies. Or when our spirit guide takes us to meet with Jesus. And now I can testify to that.
I have asked Thomas questions about his last earth-lifetime with the being who now is Jesus, in which he has told me that they died in battle. He doesn’t remember any of it after thousands of years, but he has consulted with his Friend. When I asked Thomas if Jesus had fought in that battle, I heard the Lord speak directly, which made me wince. He said distinctly in my mind, “You know the answer.” I do know the answer. He could not possibly have fought.
I am so used to thinking of Thomas as a part of me that this new fact that apparently Jesus sometimes hears our conversations is disorienting. When I finally got going again on that Friday morning a week ago after having caused a Fall River traffic jam, I was already fifteen minutes late for my meeting, and I had no idea where I was. I re-set my GPS, but they started right in again with their back-seat chatter and laughter. Good grief. They were teasing me, trying to lighten my mood, but I am horrified to say that I actually scolded two extremely venerable Beings aloud as if they were misbehaving four-year-olds. I said, “Stop it! I’m lost! Pipe down back there!” I hope that’s all I said. I don’t think I also threatened no dessert tonight.
Thomas tells me that what had been a stable astral system for millennia was altogether disrupted by Jesus’s resurrection. And I perfectly understand why! It has been eleven days now since I met the Lord Jesus face to face, and still that experience has not faded. Perhaps, like my childhood experience of light, it never will fade, and I will always live in those moments. The reason is the Lord’s magnificent energy. The love that He is, beyond my ability to express it. Filling everything, filling me when I was there, and filling me even now, whenever I think of Him. Thomas tells me that Jesus rose from the dead and ascended to the astral, and at once He effected there a permanent, universal transformation.
Had it not been for Roman Christianity, which began soon thereafter on earth and spread over all of humanity a gloomy fear of God and hell and death, what Jesus calls the kingdom of God overspreading the earth would have begun right away. But instead, for the next two thousand years of earth-time, the completely unnecessary fear of God and hell and death engendered by Roman Christianity was what has overspread the earth in its place. The Lord’s demonstration that human life is eternal when He rose from the dead on that first Easter morning was co-opted by Roman Christianity as a human sacrifice to a human-made God. So our beloved Jesus, and those like my Thomas who have been working to protect the Lord’s teachings have been patiently waiting Christianity out. Now at last, on this Easter morning two thousand years later, the Lord judges that the time is right. His teachings can be safely unwrapped as His ultimate gift to us, and His Way can now begin to overspread the earth. And those who serve Him have judged that the best way to begin the advent of the Lord’s Way is the eradication of as much of the fear of death from our lives as possible. Thomas tells me that for my whole life I have been preparing to be the Lord’s servant in this work. And now is when it actually begins.
I’d stay in the garden with Him,
Though the night around me is falling,
But He bids me go.
Through the voice of woe,
His voice to me is calling.
And He walks with me,
And He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own.
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known.
– Charles Austin Miles (1868-1946) from “In the Garden” (1912)
Dear Roberta,
Finding you just after my mom passed 6 years ago truly saved me.
You are such a kind, loving presence.
Watching, listening and reading your work brings so much peace to me.
Thank you for all that you do. May Jesus continue to work through you to bring us closer to him.
My mom taught these very things to us ( or at least tried her best!) and now that she is in spirit I am so grateful that I was listening on some level, she promised to be with us always and I believe she is❤️
Through your books and programs this is confirmed for me. Mom visits with me in my dreamtime often and that is what keeps me going- she was and is my greatest love in this life and I am trying my best to be that teacher for my own beautiful children, who are my greatest gifts !
Bless you Roberta for helping us to know the real Jesus
Much love to you,
Donna
Oh my dear Donna, all the love and peace that I can share comes from Jesus, but of course you know that. And your dear beautiful mother is smiling now – she did such a wonderful job as a mother with you, and I’m sure that you are doing even more for your own children! The best thing about love is that the more you give, the more you have to share 🙂 – love is infinite.
I’m sending to you and all your wonderful family the biggest possible Easter hugs!
Wow is all I can say about this post and last weeks. Your writings finally clarify what I have felt in my heart since departing from my Catholic upbringing. Happy Easter!
Oh my sweet friend, I’m so glad that all of this has felt right to you, as indeed it is right, but I deserve none of the credit for it. All the credit goes entirely to Jesus. I confess that I don’t altogether understand the timing aspect, but today the Lord’s name is known and He is first or second on every popularity list everywhere, over all the world. Not bad, after two thousand years 🙂 Happy Easter!!
Dear Roberta, In this blog you wrote a stark, bold assertion, ” All that exists is Consciousness, and every human mind is a part of that Consciousness. ” In my own research, I had made the very same inference and had it published two years ago ( The Eternal Immaterial Consciousness That Is the All of Beingness https://scigod.com/index.php/sgj/article/view/758 ). Skipping ahead here from my argument to the conclusion:
” In philosophy and in religion it is common to define God as the ultimate source of consciousness. Pantheism holds that all that exists contains consciousness, whether that be animate life of inanimate substance. Furthermore, the consciousness found in anything (living or
inanimate) is itself a part of the consciousness that is God. Thus, by shifting away from our ordinary context of immersion in the physical world to the world defined as consciousness, the issue of Creation dissolves as meaningless—consciousness, the consciousness that is God, “always” existed. However, the term “always” has here become meaningless without time running.
All that exists for consciousness is the timeless, eternal “Now”. (A discussion of the meaning of “Now” has been provided in [2]).
A good question remains about how immaterial consciousness is able to create the world formulated in E = mc2 .
One good analysis is that God was able to create “positive” and
“negative” energy in precisely equal amounts that added up to nothing, so the material world would have been created from nothingness. “
Dear Jack, yes, true, it is not a new idea. I think that Thomas and I have posted about it here as well. But to have Jesus say it seems to me to be a definitive end to any possible debate on the topic. You are right, my dear. Nothing is solid, no matter how solid it might seem. Nothing has size, because all size is relative and there is in the end nothing to which it relates.
When I was a preschool child and my parents taught me to memorize my address that ended with “the United States of America,” someone had me memorize an addition to it that went, “… the earth, the solar system, the universe, the mind of God.” I didn’t realize until I first met Thomas that he was the one who had taught me that addition.
My biggest surprise from the past two weeks has been realizing how small all of this is. How small, and yet how universal and how perfectly full of infinite love for each of us individually. My dear beautiful Jack, you could hold all that is and ever was and ever will be in the palm of your infinitely beloved hand.
Years ago, I didn’t really believe in the afterlife, as I thought that there wouldn’t be enough room there for all the people, animals etc who had died and those that will continue to die. That sounds silly, but I was thinking from an earthly perspective where everything is measured and takes up space. However, with Consciousness ruling the universe, size and space become meaningless. It is necessary for us to give up those thoughts in order to embrace new concepts as mentioned here, as the former concepts are truly an illusion, including man made gods.
However, if it’s true that we can create our own reality in the afterlife, wouldn’t that be an illusion as well? Are we always in some kind of illusory reality and, if so, what is the true reality, or is there even such a thing as a “true reality”?
Whoops. I commented before I read Dr. Hiller’s paper, and that seemed to answer the questions I had, so I should have waited. If I interpreted it correctly, consciousness is the “true reality” and the questions I had about illusions are meaningless.
Lola, and Roberta, Yes size has no limitations for what is consciousness, and consciousness produces an illusion of a “hard,” substantial reality. In fact, our common sense notion of “reality” is fundamently formed by the contrast we all recognize by our illusionary, fragmentary dreams as recognized when we awaken from them. So, we have an natural basis for distinguishing between “reality” and the iullusion of dreams. But this comparison between illusion and reality fails to be meaningful when we compare our experience of the material reality we experience in living with the reality we conceptualize that is owned by the consciousness–that conceptual comparison generates a conclusion that material reality is only an illusion.
However, having recognized that material reality is a form of illusion produced by consciousness does not rob our material reality of value, of importance, and emotive experience. How much more real could experience be when falling off of a cliff or building, drowning, suffering the pain of a kidney stone, or being caught in a house fire with no escape.
Thus, although everything is ultimately made of and by immaterial consciousness, our material (illusionary) reality nevertheless owns an important role in our eternal journey as spirit made of immaterial consciousness existing in a universal field of consciousness (i.e., the mind of God).
I find it logically necessary to assign to God the role as source of creation for our spirit being and all else, but cannot fathom why and how there be God, the uncreated Creator.
Dear Lola, I think it’s a common worry that with all the people that have died, and never mind all the animals too, that heaven must be REALLY crowded by now! But it turns out that in fact the astral plane, which is where apparently we spend most of our eternity, is at least the size of this universe. And now we are being given hints that our habitat expands vertically as well as horizontally. So I think it is safe to say that the only crowding we need to worry about is what happens where we are right now. And if that starts to worry anyone, simply fly across the U.S. Or, better, fly across any continent. What about flying across Australia, if you would like to see a great deal of nothing still waiting to be occupied!
And no, my dear, the only true reality is the fact that everything we imagine to be true is, when we examine it closely enough, found to be in fact illusory. the only reality is love.
And my dear Jack, there is only Consciousness, which is the ultimate Source, the true un-caused Cause. I don’t know that we need to determine its source, but I think that in the stasis that is the greater reality, perhaps it isn’t necessary for it to have a beginning.
That Q is my likely first Q when I get to the other side–but of course, then it will not matter (double entendre on point).
Happy Easter Roberta and everyone, another lovely blog by you! I’m learning so much! I need clarification on a concept. You wrote “what we think of as the afterlife is infact an intimate area cordoned off from the infinite astral plane, part of which is closed off to visitors, but part of which we can visit during NDE’s or when we travel out of our bodies.” ( this quote is right above the picture of the second rose). Here is where I am confused. I thought that no one was allowed into any level of the afterlife unless they were dead and only if the silver cord is broken.? Also, in last week’s blog, there is a picture of a young man in the beginning. Who does this represent? Please keep telling us everything, you are an excellent communicator. Best, Dave
Oh my dear David, thank you for asking such great questions! First, the easy answer. The young man is meant to represent my Thomas. It’s not a perfect likeness but it’s not bad, especially in his serious-thoughtful facial expression. He looks nothing like Jefferson because we tend to choose to look like our most recent earth-lifetime, which in his case was lived as a man named John in Wales.
And in fact the astral plane is entirely open to astral travel, and it is gigantic. By some estimates, it is at least as large in relative size as the entire material universe. We all have been there recently, typically while our bodies were sleeping, but we generally have no memory of the event. Some few people cultivate the ability to astral travel while awake, and they can bring back almost unbelievable wild-west-like stories of their adventures there. The silver cord (an energy cord; the term is from the Bible) which keeps us attached to our sleeping bodies can stretch almost infinitely, and so long as it doesn’t break, we remain alive no matter how far we venture.
I have never been in the astral plane with any memory of the event except to visit with my guides in our conference room, so my visit with Jesus was exciting also for the fact that it was outdoors. And it wasn’t short. I still wasn’t looking at Jesus except glancingly, so I could look around. I was amazed at how gigantic and empty of people and rich with vegetation and wildlife, and how beautiful it all was! Think of the American continent before there were any people here at all. Afterward I asked Thomas about it, and he was the one who said that there was an area around the area where only the newly dead can go, or the people can go who are preparing to enter earth-lives. In the area where we were, people come to be at peace, or to be with Jesus. Some have out-of-body experiences there, or near-death experiences. And people who have newly arrived back home will often have their first adventures there. It’s not small. He told me it may be the size of the whole United States, but since all travel is by mind, its size doesn’t matter. He told me that all of it is beautiful. They call it the garden, which was why I chose the particular frame-verse for this week.
David, Roberta,
Your question, David, prompted a memory of a dream journey I had back when I was embarking on my spiritual journey. I was remembering many of these night travels, and somehow knew to pay attention, and decided to nose around. One night, I ended up in a brilliant place-a lot of white light, and beings busy moving to and fro. Just standing there, I “knew” they were busy with earth matters. Suddenly, a group took notice of me, and stared almost amused, then two walked over and politely but firmly told me, “You are not supposed to be here, you must go.” I was quickly, in a wink, “gone” out of there to some other place, probably by their doing, not mine.
I read what Thomas told Roberta, and thought…yep, there definitely are areas we’re not supposed to nose around in!
Hahahahaha!
Oh my dear Fran, your tale reminds me of some of the stories told by OBE adventurers, a few of which are actually a bit scary. Yes indeed, there are places in the astral where we are told that we probably should not go, quite apart from the actual afterlife where barging in turns out to be a one-way ticket out of this lifetime!
Dearest Roberta,
This blog marks the first time I was actually shocked by what I read. The sentence that caused that reaction is “Your first question is whether that Being is Jesus”. I don’t know which reaction I had to those words was either that I should have thought to ponder that question myself, or did those who postulated that question were somehow challenging your integrity. As a loyal follower that was a thought I didn’t want to think.
What made that last thought even more poignant to me is that for a period of my engineering career I worked on a scheme that would convey the provenance of a digital object to a recipient of a message containing a provenance object. At the time the Library of Congress was also working on that problem and I borrowed a little of their work, so I was quite familiar with provenance. So how could I, a provenance expert, fail to ponder this most important question on who this Jesus really is?
I think that I wanted so much for that being to be a True God that I failed to do due diligence, which in this setting seems to be something akin to faith. This leads to a question. If someone were to tell me that “In the garden” was channelled from Jesus, as I think it might be, what evidence should I accept that it was true evidence or provenance?
Yours,
Cookie
Oh my dear Cookie, if someone else had told me they had met Jesus that way, I would not have believed it for a minute! And when I first saw His face, He had made himself look nothing like Himself, but I knew who He was. I knew. It was impossible not to know. And I knew His voice. Of course, with Thomas right beside me I had that validation as well, but I didn’t even need it. You would know Him too.
Oh, Roberta, your writings are the pieces of the puzzle that are suddenly flooding into my soul, and your choice of songs for your “opener” for this week, “In The Garden,” has been singing in my head for at least two or three weeks now. A few weeks ago, I started a little herb garden of my own and decided I wanted to make a sign for it, “I Come To The Garden Alone.” When I saw your choice for today’s hymn, I was overwhelmed. And then to hear your message and the amazing exploration that is about to begin with Seek Reality Online fills me with joy and anticipation. You truly are a godsend. Thank you.
Oh my dear Janelle, you make me smile!
My husband just walked by and I said, “My dear, do you think I’m a Godsend?” and he looked at me funny. But I guess we can’t please everyone.
🙂
Dearest Roberta, I’m so happy for you. Just as your relationship is with your Thomas, mine has been with Jesus. I remember very clearly when I was first shown the truth about a Father in Heaven. It happened for me in phases. I have come to learn to not compare spiritual journeys. I believe that ‘pearls are not cast’ until the time is best for the receiver.💕
I am so grateful for the gentleness and love that guides me. I can trust and sometimes, there is laughter and other times some discomfort for me, as I learn, and the veil slowly rents.
I find it so interesting how the awakening process is for people. ‘God’-‘Universal Consciousness’, speaks to each spirit, exactly what is needed to be revealed at the perfect time.
Blessings🥰
Oh yes, my dear! All of us are given what we need.
And I can see now that I have been a problem child in this lifetime. My relationship with Thomas has been a long and trusted one, through seventeen lifetimes and two thousand years, while his with Jesus has been even much longer and more trusted, or else I’m sure that I would not have been chosen for such a key role at this stage: channel for Liberating Jesus, SRO, and so on. They expected me to be less of a balky nuisance than I have been. But I am trying very hard to catch up now!
Dearest Roberta,
Your latest spiritual experiences have been fascinating; they stick in the mind somehow, and one can hold them, turn them over and ponder them at heart. The loving and gentle nature of Jesus in your recent experience is quite uplifting. Recounting these to your blog family does enable us to share them with you. We share in the joyous, loving nature and purpose of Jesus the Christ.
Each of us is a part of Eternal Consciousness. Yet it was Jesus who came from Consciousness, to work His way through various human incarnations and return to Consciousness Eternal to become the Perfect Godhead. Adding to all this, He spent that one miraculous life in harrowing Roman Judea, two thousand years ago, to be killed and to resurrected Himself, breaking the fear-myth of death and showing us that we too are Spirit eternal. We too are loved.
So Jesus really is one of us, eh?
He has been through painstaking lives for us. He suffered crucifixion for us. He endured false religious ideas and all kinds of extreme behavior done in His name. Lovingly, forgiving human barbarity He invites us to join Him in Heaven. And now He wants us to really understand Him and His Way, so that we too may be perfect in Consciousness Eternal.
I’m just letting this sink in for a minute…
I guess Roberta, Our Jesus loves each of us so completely that He is deeply and forever with us. There is no harsh judgment; no sheep and goats and no rejection at all.
So each of us really can talk to Him heart to heart in the simplest, closest way. There really aren’t any obstacles between each of us and Our Jesus.
Beyond amazing. 🌅
Oh my dear Efrem, you have it precisely! He said when He was on earth that unless we become like children we will never enter the kingdom of heaven. And His personal energy is soft and sweet. He laughs a lot! It upset Him that I was afraid of Him. It never occurred to me why that bothered Him so much, but clearly once we are as perfected as He is spiritually, so that we are only love and light, we clearly are beyond wanting to be either feared or worshiped.
This is so true. A truly enlightened person is beyond the need for worship and is not out to create fear. Anything in the bible that implies otherwise was likely added by the church builders who lived during those days.
Oh my dear Lola, and I have just remembered something. When that group of new arrivals was approaching Jesus while we were meeting with Him, and He at once made Himself look like pale church-Jesus with the shoulder-length hair, and His astral robe of course looked the way we think of Jesus: floor-length garment, long sleeves, it kind of glowed, a real Jesus costume, He stood and went to greet them. They were stunned! And the man in the lead started to kneel. But Jesus reached and lifted him to his feet, and then He put both hands on the man’s head. Jesus was tall, but the man was taller. And Jesus said, “Bless you, my son.” He wouldn’t let any of them kneel for Him, whether man or woman. And this, when every petty priest in every parish on earth has people kneeling to get blessed. I had forgotten to mention that. Pretty amazing.
I particularly like that Roberta:
“…we are only love and light,”
What amazing beings we can become. Love. Light. One could say, we transform into pure consciousness filled with love and light. How simple and perfect; free of all the various klunky attachments that make up a human being, in body and in mind.
This is truly something to aim for, hence The Way of Jesus. Is it not amazing how all the myriad complications of life over noisy, busy decades, pare back to a kind of profound elegant simplicity as one draws nearer to spiritual ‘core’ purpose? Commotion becomes silence. Confusion becomes clarity. Believing becomes knowing.
It strikes me how we humans have been long steeped in ‘fearing’ Jesus and we’ve endlessly repeated complex, ritualized ways of ‘worshiping’ Him. Yet have we tried just simply ‘loving’ Him at core? No fuss or fear just heart to heart love. ❣️
My dear Efrem, it isn’t only that Christians have worshiped Jesus when He never wanted to be worshiped. But it would astonish you to see how completely Christians have then ignored the actual teachings of the supposed object of their worship! Everything that Jesus said is contained in just four books of the whole Christian Bible, and if it is quoted at all in churches, what Jesus said when He was on earth is always modified and quite literally butchered by what the Prophets said, and by what Paul said. The teachings of Jesus are simple and beautiful, entirely consistent with the Man Himself. But not one in a hundred thousand practicing Christians could tell you today precisely what Jesus came to teach.
Efrem: I truly believe that what you said is true (see below)
“So each of us really can talk to Him heart to heart in the simplest, closest way. There really aren’t any obstacles between each of us and Our Jesus.”
He (Jesus) doesn’t want to be worshipped. Any truly holy person doesn’t require or desire worship, as they have no ego. I know you never attended a Catholic school, so you were not forced to memorize meaningless “prayers” that had no real meaning to them. I don’t even remember how to pray any more in the way I was taught, but I sincerely feel that if we are honest and sincere and talk to Him as if he were a trusted friend, our lives would change for the better. Actually, any time we need to connect with a spirit, whoever that spirit might be, will be available for us. As Roberta said, the only thing that really matters is love. I really believe that love rules the universe. It could be that those who are devoid of love are the ones who experience the outer darkness.
Oh my dear Lola, His personal energy is so astonishing! It is love, and nothing but love! And He laughs the way a teenager laughs, loudly and freely and without restriction. He is so surprising to know. And so young! Young. That is the right word. Young and free and beautiful. My husband watches television, and seeing some of the Easter programming and all the doleful Jesus-on-the-cross stuff yesterday was such a complete disconnect! Jesus is a beautiful young man full of love and joy and laughter who is about to turn the world upside down, quite literally. The world has not even begun to know who He really is!
I remember reading years ago (wish I could recall more details) that Jesus had a good sense of humor and was well liked to the extent of being invited to many of the parties they had back then. He surely would not be wanted at any of those gatherings if he was a somber judgmental person, so I don’t think Christians have the correct idea of Jesus even today. I think he was (and is) far less intimidating than is generally thought
Indeed! And the key to understanding Jesus is that He really loves people, and they love Him. I knew that even before I ever met Him, back when I just was reading the Bible over and over. No one wanders around with crowds following Him, gathering just to hear Him speak and then following Him for days, enthralled, unless He is a real people-person. And my Thomas also knew Him in that lifetime, and he tells me that He was often subtly funny, He told jokes and He loved to laugh. As, of course, He still does now.
That’s a good point, Roberta. People must have found him approachable and personable or they wouldn’t have followed him around. Instead, they would have stayed clear of him.
(From Roberta)
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Dear Lola, beautifully said! Which ‘true’ soul, which holy person, wants to be worshipped, or praised and made into a celebrity? You are right when you draw a connection between a person desiring worshipful adoration and the human ego. Roberta reminds us of Jesus saying we need to become like little children to enter the Kingdom of Heaven. Little kids are all love and laughter (okay, some crying is involved). They live in the moment. What has a little child not yet developed? A hardened adult ego.
And doubt not my dear Lola, that I was indeed raised with an established, compulsory liturgy to adhere to. I also had to learn prayers by rote when I was growing up. Rabbinic Judaism has been organized thusly, since the exile of Jews from Judea by Imperial Romans decree two thousand years ago. So habituation occurs when there are so many set liturgies to go through. I mean prayers are supposed to come from a sincere even spontaneous heart, but too much ritual does go against that. It’s human nature, eh? The more you have to do something, the less enthusiastic you are about doing it!
And lastly, I’m drawn to say that although Judaism is indeed spiritually rich, it doesn’t have Jesus. God is basically a personal and loving God (okay, you do have to ignore all the sin, punishment and ‘smiting’ stuff in the OT 😖). The Hebrew God is also unimaginable, disembodied and more unknowable to human beings. Whereas Jesus walked among us in flesh and blood. He ‘partied’ with the everyday folk and He taught us in person – That’s got to be a huge plus for Christianity whether Protestant, Catholic or Orthodox. 🥖🐟
Now we see in a new and profound way, that Jesus really is one of us. And He has done ‘all the hard yards’ that the rest of us are going through! 🌅
My dear Efrem, what we are being asked to do now, is to begin again for Jesus The Lord’s Way, which had been well begun when the Roman Emperors destroyed it in the third century CE and replaced it with the Roman Christianity that was then practiced for the next eighteen hundred years. It can’t be a religion, since any religion goes wrong in all the ways that Roman Christianity has gone wrong, and it splinters into forty thousand doctrinal bits, just as has happened with Christianity. But frankly, without fear and guilt to drag people to church on Sundays, I don’t think there is any way to make it work at all, and I have told Thomas as much. I have no idea how to do what they want done!
But Jesus wants us to begin by getting rid of as much of the fear of death as possible. That comes first. Roman Christianity built on that with hell and purgatory, and once we can get SRO going worldwide He believes that will go a long way toward easing people’s fears on earth. Then we’ll see.
I know that the concept of hell etc. came many years after Jesus, but Christians always act like Jesus mentioned it in a threatening manner, so I have to assume that they don’t read actual history, but where did that idea come from? Was it Constantine? It sounds like it was meant to generate fear, maybe along the lines of mortal sin etc. I can’t understand how it just “popped up” out of the blue. It was certainly successful in that it was a huge factor in making death seem so fearful.
Hi Roberta. I have smiled and giggled many times thinking about you telling Jesus and Thomas to pipe down back there in the back seat, like a couple goofy teenagers, while you were trying not to get lost. I’ve driven those New Bedford streets many times over the years and know how easy it is to wind up going in circles with all the one way streets, especially back when I was using, if anything, the old paper maps or street atlases. The metaphor this little play they were putting on for you brings to my mind is that maybe it’s time to go from the old Roman road atlas to the new Jesus GPS. Hopefully no more getting lost and going in circles. 🙂
Oh my dear Scott, I’m sure I haven’t made the greatest impression on Jesus. He must think I’m an old fuddy-duddy, all work and no play, when they were just trying to cheer me up! But it does amaze me to see how young and beautiful people really are after they have dropped their physical bodies.and taken on their astral bodies which their own minds have chosen to create. Really amazing how young and beautiful they are! I don’t know what this latest version of Jesus is, kind of a universal-human looking young man of any race, but He is lovely.
It almost sounds too good to be true, doesn’t it? Imagine being old and in pain, not being able to do much on your own any more and, suddenly, being free of pain and depression, and looking like you did decades ago when you were in college?
Yes, my dear. That is the whole environment there. A sudden, glorious new beginning. Some people find it so hard to believe that they actually go into rehab for a few earth-months!
And my dear Lola, Thomas has been after me to talk about this, so now you have left me kind of an opening so I will. Right after I had that vision of Jesus watching Thomas fixing His old jalopy, Thomas knew I wasn’t seeing Jesus in the right way at all. He said one night but left it for me to remember in the morning that I should be thinking of Jesus kind of as the nicest, brightest boy in the senior class. The one who wants everyone to graduate, so he tutors all the slower kids. The one who wants all the girls to get to go to the dance, so he waits and asks the one nobody else invites to be His date.
I thought it was a really odd way to think of the King of Kings, for heaven’s sake! But then I actually got to meet Him. I saw Him lift people who tried to kneel for His blessing. I saw how it bothered Him when I was stupidly nervous in His presence. And He actually spent a few minutes clowning for me to try to make me feel better? THAT is who He actually is? And His personal energy is nothing but perfect love!
Yes. the genuine King of Kings and Lord of Lords is what I should have realized He would be. Perfect power is perfect love. End of story. Wow, I feel stupid!
I love your experience of Jesus, Roberta. It is so inspiring. We’re all spiritual brothers and sisters, and He’s like that kind eldest brother who shows us the ropes and teaches us stuff, but also just hangs out and plays with us, maybe jokes around a bit. I talk to him every day as “Brother Jesus,” and just thank him for teaching and helping, so much nicer than that old fire and brimstone thing.
Oh my dear Scott, you make me smile! And I think you must make Jesus smile, too, when you put things that way. Even when you’re reading the Gospels, you so often see Him telling people just to chill! Stop fussing, come and sit with Him and listen, just relax and stop worrying and only love matters. Such a sweet and beautiful Man He is, always!