I am hesitant to share spiritual experiences as they are so sacred and are difficult to translate into human speech, but this morning I was led to share:
The room is darkened, illuminated by a host of bejeweled candles. There is an altar in the middle with lush fabrics and beautiful objects. A sacred hush permeates the stillness and silence that is pregnant with Presence. The darkness of closed eyes suddenly illuminates with the brilliant, shining eyes of the Jewish Jesus, blue fire, flashing with Light, penetrating with Love, and expansive as the sky. The intensity lifts my being and my lungs are breathed with the Spirit of Life, the theopneustos. I am God breathed.
I am united with the One in timeless rapture as my face lifts like a sunflower rising to the Sun. I feel the warmth of His presence on my face, like the Sun is directly shining on it. I feel a warm, liquid glow begin in my solar plexus, spreads and begins to expand. This liquid Love is warm, richly melting, deeply soothing, restorative, peaceful yet uplifting; a caress to each cell as it spreads within.
I begin to sing and the words coming from my soul are a direct communication from my deepest heart to the Heart of the One. It is nearing my turn to have my feet washed. My heart begins to beat like a huge drum, my heart is overwhelmed by the One Heart beating as one in my body temple. My whole body comes alive with coursing blood resounding as liquid Love abounds in my whole being. I am being led to a chair and as soon as the water from the pitcher hits my feet I am lifted up to the heavenly throne. I am in ecstasy praising the Name of Jesus at the throne. There is nothing but the praise and my arms are lifting higher and higher until there are no more arms. I hear a voice saying there is fire over your head, but there is no me, no head, only Praise, only One inexpressible bliss of union in Praise.
A touch to my arm brings me back to earthly awareness. The Love is still so effervescent that it is spilling over into an embrace and all I can do is keep repeating “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.” There is nothing other than the Name; there is nothing but this Pure Love emanating continuously from the eyes and being of Jesus, now and for ever. A prophetic voice whispers that the only thing that can limit human beings is human beings. The sky is the limit and there is no limit to the sky. The infinite sky in Jesus’ eyes reflect the expansive, infinite, limitless Light of all possibilities with God.
I can barely stand as I am walked back to my seat. Rivers of Spirit are pouring through me, vibrating at the speed of Love. An angelic voice pierces the silence singing “Come to me all who are weary and heavy laden and I will give you rest”
The words of the song brought me right back to the first time Jesus manifested himself to me in a buddhist meditation course for my master’s degree in transpersonal psychology. I remembered the melty warmth of the liquid love being poured in my body, the Sun shining on my lifted face, the countenance of God rising in and upon me, the explosion of Light as Jesus spoke to me and said “Come to me you who are weary and heavy-laden and I will give you rest.”
Come to Me” for there is no religion, no dogma, no doctrines created by men; there is only Christ. Come to me and be free of religion, free of laws and rules of law. Come to me and put on my identity. Come to me and be made whole. Come to me and be united in one heart, one mind and One Spirit. Come to me to be who I created you to be. Come to me and be transformed into the original divine blueprint. Come to me and be transmuted, transfigured and regenerated in the fire of Divine Love!!!
I remembered the warmth of the fire within as the Words penetrated my being with Love and Light, rising from my abdomen to my heart and the explosion of fireworks as the chains were broken and my heart was opened. I received the liquid Love Light of God back then for the first time, the balm that removed the old wounds and scars, healing my brokenness, and heart surgery to transplant Jesus’ perfect heart into my chest. I remembered the tears, shaking, trembling and vibrating as I was led by the Spirit to leave class and go outside, compelled to take my shoes off as everywhere I went was now holy ground. Walking on the new green spring grass I found myself in a deserted area under a huge canopy of a tree and sat down underneath. Her arms were holding me in a maternal embrace; Her earth supporting me as She held me in deepest Love.
The tree of life was opened up in me and God’s nature regenerated my being like a Mother, nursing me with high-octane spiritual food. I sat under the tree until I had my bearings again and could function in the world. I was consciously back in the world, but not of it. I knew that the person I had been was no longer present. I was a totally new being. All my questions about God were gone. I knew that I knew that I knew. The biblical truths that had opened up to me when my spiritual eyes had opened weeks earlier were real. I knew that the gifts of heaven were present on earth and available for everyone here on earth now. I knew that the promise that Jesus would send the Holy Spirit to us was real as I was spontaneously baptised with fire and water weeks earlier sitting on my couch.
From the first manifestation of Jesus in 1998 to the latest appearance, and all that has transpired in between, has shown me that I have once again come full circle, yet this time at a higher octave. I see the spiral levels of the spiritual journey that loop and circle around, higher each time, and infinite in scope.
I see the ever higher spirals on the journey of our soul back to oneness with the Beloved. I see the spirals of Jesus’ perfect DNA in every cell, the spiral of our galaxy, and the spiral of our connection with heaven on earth.
It is time to KNOW Jesus, not read about him, talk about him or even worship him. What you call worship is really idol worship until you come and know. It is time to Come to him and let him lift you in consciousness so there is no more him and you, but only Him. Christ is not a religion; Christ is an identity. You don’t put on an identity, you take off your false identity to unveil the true. You take off your mask and reveal the authentic identity. Empty to be full of God. Come to be who you really are. The good news is the identity of Jesus is YOUR true identity. Come to Jesus!!!
“You worship what you do not know; we worship what we know…the hour is coming and NOW IS, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for such the Father seeks to worship her. GOD IS SPIRIT, and those who worship her MUST worship in spirit and truth” John 4:22-24
“God has revealed to us through the Spirit. For the Spirit searches everything, EVEN the depths of God” 1 Cor 2:10
The Most High is the Spirit of God, not a person, and you and I are also of that One Spirit. How can a person be inside another person? The Spirit of God is the only One you can miss the mark with and not be forgiven, unlike the persons of God. The Spirit is One and we are one of the Spirit. “I am that I am” is beingness. “I am” is being. Spirit is Life and Truth. The Word is Spirit and Life. The Word became flesh in Jesus and the Word can also manifest in you. The Word is not a person; it is a vibration, a frequency, a consciousness, an awareness, a dimension, an energy, a Light, Love and beingness itself; yet the Word is beyond all of these. All is One Spirit!
The day after the foot washing I was told in meditation that I had been given a “mantle of praise”. I did not know what it was so I looked it up on the web. To God be the Glory!
Here is a brief excerpt on the “mantle of praise” of Isaiah 61:3 by Catherine Hicks.
“The mantle of praise is that gift from God that gives us power. When we wrap that praise around ourselves we feel God’s everlasting covenant with us. The mantle of praise is the thing that gives us the strength we need, as we praise God, to tackle all of those things that oppress us, no longer with an inadequate self sufficiency, but through the power of God’s love and favor for us. The mantle of praise makes us visible, in a witnessing way, to the rest of the world. Others see us praising God, rooted in God’s goodness and favor, like huge, strong, oak trees lifting their limbs high into the sky, their branches swaying with the rhythm of the Holy Spirit when the wind blows through them.
The rest of the world sees us praising God in our ongoing worship, the praise we sow in our gardens, the praise that springs up as green shoots and that grows into a harvest of thanksgiving. Others can see our strength when we wear the mantle of praise, because we look toward God, and not to ourselves. When we open ourselves to Him in gratitude and thanksgiving, we find a source of power we never knew we had. We will be able to build up the ruins of ancient cities–we will be able to do all that we need to do and more. We will find that we are growing, because others will see and experience our praise. They will want to take part in our strength.
Our mantles of praise become our wedding garments, when we find ourselves united with God through Jesus, the One God has sent to us. Praise Jesus Christ—the One to come among us, as an infant, wrapped lovingly in swaddling clothes by His mother Mary, the One who came to grow up into the man who would touch us, and heal us, the One who would bind up our broken hearts, the One who would scatter our sorrows like ashes, the One who would give us garlands, pouring over us his gladness, so that his gladness would soak into us and wash away our sadness.
The One who, without pretense of any sort, died naked on a cross, and rose again on the third day, wrapped in his own blindingly white mantle of praise, the One who would walk among us as the One resurrected, witness to God’s power, love, and everlasting covenant with us….”