One Secret About You

I know a secret about you. A secret you share with many others. Maybe really a secret but something you let yourself forget. What could it be that I know, that you either don’t know or have forgotten? Something that you share with many others? Those people like you sharing a secret? What could other people also know and have forgotten?

I think it is kind of funny to me, some of the time when I look at people around me and they are wrapped up in the moment because they have forgotten. (I am that way occasionally myself. It is fun being that way for a short time, then it gets old.) Maybe people become wrapped up in the moment so they can forget? I am never sure. I doubt they give themselves permission to know the answer either.

What I know about you, that you likely do not know about yourself is probably going to make you want to quit reading as soon as I tell you. You will want to quit reading because to ponder the idea of it being true is something you may not want to think about or do. After all, you must have wanted to forget at some point and time?

I suppose I will go ahead and, “Let the cat out of the bag”. I don’t know the significance of that saying, but I have heard it since I was a child, and it seems appropriate. Or maybe I used to hear it as a child, and I do not hear it any more.  At any rate, think of the time you will save when you quit reading this post, or maybe even reading anything else from my blog because I have fallen off the log one time to many.

Here is what I know about you, that you do not know about yourself. You live a life of duality! Whether you know that, think you know that, did not know that, or maybe don’t believe it, you have a spiritual life going on, and you are very active in your spiritual life. Who you are and what you do in your spiritual life away from your earthly you, I can only guess. You will have to learn this yourself.

You do have something going on though. I am not the only one who knows this. I don’t mean you have some form of religion, and you go to church for a few minutes each week. (That is sometimes used as part of the coverup that people use to forget who they are.) You have a mission or quest you work towards continuously as your spiritual self.

Here in your earthly self you live a spiritual life. You also have at least two spirit beings who are with you every second of your life. There are what we like to call Angels, but they are not really angels in that the way we think of Angels. If you become seriously ill, you have three or more of these beings around you. If you want to know more about them, you can. You can learn for yourself, from yourself, about yourself. You are all you need to find out who and what you are, and what is around you.

You also have other beings that come close to you on occasion. Some, you may think of as allies, they want what you want. Some of these beings want to destroy you, and failing that, help you remain ignorant of who and what you really are. For the most part, the second group is succeeding. If they weren’t succeeding, you would not be reading this in disbelief. Other beings could care less about you and what you want, or don’t want, they have their own agenda and you are not part of it.

You do not have to try to attract a spirit to you, they are already around you. You are just too numb to realize they are there. If you were aware enough to realize their presence, you may find you interact with them in some form or another. You can change your earthly self thinking and know more about your spiritual self other than the occasional unexplained events that happen in your life. Or you can keep that side of yourself a secret and go one as you have.

The choice is always yours. If you choose to start to remember who you are, Pandora’s Box comes into play. Think and decide carefully. Once you lift the lid, you can never pretend you do not know.

Feeling Lost in Your Spiritual Life?

I have some posts that may help you if you find yourself not sure where your life is going, or where it should be going. These posts may be what you are looking for?

Feeling Lost Because You Are

Accept or Change your Life

Want More Out of Your Life

Feeling Lost In Your Own Life

Life Plan 101

If you are looking for general help with your life, one or more of these posts will help you get your life where you want it to be. One thing I have never touched on in these posts is feeling spiritually lost in your religious life. I wrote a post called: Dark Night of the Soul, an overview about going through the process of finding ones spiritual self, mainly through ego destruction you may be interested in.

An area I glossed over about until now, is feeling lost in your spiritual life from a Christian perspective. Feeling spiritually lost happens easily. With so many people telling you how, and what to believe it gets very confusing. What makes it more confusing is they all come on like midway Carnies at the County Fair. Step right up folks, I have what you are looking for. If this is why you are reading this post looking for an answer, perhaps this is a good post to find direction for problems of this type.

At first the new church is fun, then the finish starts to tarnish and the cracks start to show. At some point listening to what they say, it becomes apparent, this is the same song with a different melody.

Instead how about reading one thought what is important to being a Christian? The central theme of being a Christian is not about being pure or donating money. It is not about volunteering to clean your church. Those are important things, and should not be ignored, but are not one of the best reasons for being a Christian.

If you are or wish to be a Christian, the one fundamental reason you want to be a Christian is because you believe there is a God who is good and just. Because you know and accept there is a God, you also must accept that there is an anti-God named Satan who is the opposite of God.

That is what you should know before you consider anything else about being a Christian of any type. Knowing this, and keeping it forefront in your religious thinking is why you are living this moment as a Christian. Everything else in your life is secondary. Christian churches may merge or disappear. You may change churches yearly, or decide not to go to church at all. One day a fire might wipe out the building that was your church.

You are a Christian because for all your life there has been war fought between good and evil. Like it or not, you are a very important part of that war. You may not feel like you are a good Christian or a Soldier. You do not hear any gun shots, see any bombed out building, or dead bodies laying in the streets.

The war going on is for this world, and you must believe this above everything else about being a Christian. If you think there is no war, think about the poorest sections of your city. The gangs, drugs, the violence, and the hate. The burglaries, car thefts, and violent acts around you. You are a Soldier in this ongoing, never ending battle.

You think you are not any of these labels. Your friends are not any of these labels. Chances are your family do not fit any of these labels. So why are those other people, like you, but across the street or across town so destructive? Because of the battle for this world. Whether they actively chose sides, or are ignorant of their actions, they are part of the war. If they are the gang members, drug dealers, pimps, thieves, etc, they are not on your side of the war.

I am not a fan of preaching, and this sounds awfully preachy to me so that is all I will say about it. If you have not known before, now you know why you are a Christian. You were created to fight in the war. Everything else is in life is secondary to the battle.

What you do or do not do, and whether you are successful or poor is not important in the spiritual world. The only thing that matter is you do what you know is right for yourself, friends and family, neighborhood, and city. That is how you do battle in this war. The balance constantly shifts. We move closer to, and then a step away from destroying ourselves, and the earth.

Now you know why, and what you should be doing. When you get to the other end of your life, the question, ‘Did you do your part to make the world a better place by resisting evil?’, is the only question that matters. Sometimes answers come from surprising sources.

One Story Two Perspectives

Does a story have two versions? Does a story have one version with two viewpoints? I have a story to share of a recent turn of events. A story with two perspectives, and I am not sure at the moment which view, if either, is the real one. They both may be true and they are both may be false. Depending on how you look.

This story is told two ways, is one way is a string of coincidences, and the other way is an intended series of events. Is this story a chain of random events, or is this story an intended course of coincidences which are too disparate not to have divine intervention manipulating events to a desired outcome?

I will start with the version which started some weeks ago.

I have a family member who works at a school which happens to have an apartment complex across and some distance down the street. This apartment complex of has many children which go to the school, a Vista Worker who is working to improve the lives of people in the neighborhood, an elderly woman.

The Vista worker somehow meets my relative. They are at least, two professionals with a similar dream for the neighborhood. A third person is already present in the story. The third person is the retired individual who has put in a request to the Vista volunteer worker for a computer tutoring class.

However the conversation came up, the family member mentioned I did computer tutoring as a volunteer in the past. The Vista worker asked the family member if I would volunteer to hold computer classes for the apartment complex families. The request was passed on to me, and I agreed to volunteer a few hours a week for computer tutoring sessions.

My first volunteer session brings one person to class. The retired person, who also owns a computer, but does not know how to use it. Unknown to me, they have a burning desire to accomplish a singular task, and they need my help. The retired person is a licensed Minister who has something very important to share with the world beyond everyday ministry. They want to share their vision using a computer, as that is the easiest way to reach the most people.

Here is the second version which is a little different.

A retired person who is a licensed Minister, who is also is a self proclaimed Prophet of God, receives direct albeit sporadic communications from God, was once given a visit to  heaven. Afterward, acting on direction from God, they wrote down their experience, and some additional things they were shown or told. It was rewritten a few times, and sent off to one or more publishers for publication. The result to date is poor at best with very few copies sold.

Seeing this dismal result, God sets into play a string of events which brings the retired person cum Prophet and myself together via a computer tutoring session. In the course of the first session the Prophet sends their first ever email to a Christian broadcasting network. A strongly worded expectation, the network needs to read the Prophet’s book.

The second computing class hour with the Prophet, and the rest becomes clear. This Prophet of God in the clothing of a computer illiterate retired person, wishes to get their story into the hands of as many people as possible via the internet having only the vaguest  idea of what the internet is and how the internet works.

It appears to be my duty in the process to assist the Prophet to help get their story out.

End of chapter one. Seen from one perspective there is this string of joined coincidences that benefits a retired person cum Gods Prophet.

From a second perspective, God arranged a number of seemingly unrelated life events so the possibility of a certain outcome could occur. God rolled the dice. My bit part is, I have a blog, some understanding of the internet, and how it works, and have some time to spare each week to help an aging Prophet complete their God given directive.

So now, I am unsettled about this situation. Was there indeed divine intervention, and is this the result? Or is this only a string of unrelated events, and the outcome is simply a coincidence, and no more?

I wish to know, what do you think? What in your opinion is real. What you would do if you were me?

Spiders and Beetles But Not Morgellons

I have read posts around the net about people who can not go to bed to sleep because when they go to bed very large, visually fuzzy, ethereal spiders or beetles crawl out of their bodies and start biting them. I tried searching for posts today, but I was not able to find any posts about it other than regular bug bites or altered drugged states of spiders, beetles, and other insects.

I first read about people being attacked and bitten by spiders and bugs crawling in and out of their bodies at night while learning about Shamanism. They were were generally blips inserted as an afterthought to a main post on a separate topic. Occasionally I have read a few hints of these other world bugs in unrelated postings, generally as passing thought. Someone will mention it happens to them, and someone else will chime in saying, ‘Oh yes, that happened to me too’.

I have never experienced these shapeless bugs myself, only remotely as a child when someone my folks knew was ‘sent’ away to ‘dry out’, which was the term used a long time ago meaning – sent away for a month to a ‘clinic’ as an attempt to cure alcohol addiction.

I remember my folks saying so and so was seeing spiders and mice crawling around their room during the first days of ‘drying out’. That meant they have a severe alcohol addiction. Other than that I have no first hand experience with this happening to anyone I know.

On the other hand, I have seen what look like fuzzy flies fly into or out of people around me. They usually look like house flies, but their shape is really indistinctive. I think house flies because that is what they most resemble, or maybe a little like a formless black, ant bodied wasp. I have noticed when a fly of this type flies into someone, the person does not seem to be aware of it. I see it happen, and if they do too, they are used to it happening.

Usually within a half an hour, when one of these flies has flown into someone they undergo a mood shift, usually becoming angry or irritated for no obvious reason. Whether the bugs are bringers of the mood change, or if it is coincidence I have never known someone I see it happening to well enough to ask if they know a change is happening to them or not.

I do not see myself saying, “Hi, I was looking at you and noticed a fly or something like it, fly out of that door and fly right into your cheek. Does this happen often to you?”  I can not imagine any good outcome from asking a stranger a question like that.

From what I have gleaned from reading where people mentioned bugs crawling out of them and biting them, it was usually confined to the chest and stomach area. Perhaps this is where they were most focus is as sleeping usually happens in a darkened room. Or possible because that is where our life forces are located, in this area of our body

I don’t think it is a singularly Shamanistic viewpoint, but the few responses I have read is whoever this is happening to is doing something in their life that has taken their life out of balance; and this will keep happening until they take steps to get their life back in balance. In some cases I remember the cure was indeed a life style change, in other cases it was an act of intervention from someone who had experience with the ‘bug issue’ and knew how to fix it.

Personally, I am on the fence about the whole matter.  While it is well within the realm of altered reality, I do wonder if it happens in mundane reality, or do these people somehow how unknowingly shift into an alternate reality with no one around them noticing? If it does happen without their direct knowledge, how come, and does it continue?

Before someone takes off with this idea, I am not speaking of Morgellons disease or a seven foot tall Praying Mantis type creature that a few people see of when they wake in the middle of the night, or other overly large insects that seem to inhabit the world of our suddenly waking moments. These spiders and beetle stories I have read are from people who lay down to go to sleep, not people who have been asleep for some amount of time.

If you have any experience with these phenomena, I sure would enjoy hearing your serious thoughts on the subject.

Seance By Candle Light

In Elementary school my class had to do a individual demonstration. As I remember the topic did not matter as long as it was something we were interested in and was appropriate for our age. For most of the kids in the class, we had the opportunity to show off something we were interested in.

I would be fibbing if I told you what I did for a demonstration. It may have been fly tying most likely, but for now it has slipped away into the mish mash of experiences in a young life. What I do remember is what a boy named David did for his project. David performed a seance and wanted to invoke the spirit of the assinated president, John F Kennedy.

David explained to the class that he would have some people sit around a table holding hands like we all have seen in the movies. Instead of drama and special effects, David used a candle. A candle was lit and placed in the center of the table, and the lights in the class room were turned off.

David started asking for the spirit of John Kennedy to make itself known by directing the candle flame. After a few minutes the candle flame started responding intelligently to questions by moving in the appropriate direction for yes, no, or maybe.

We kids were both awed and sceptical at the same time. One kid who was not part of the seance said the kids around the table were causing the movement of the candle with their breath. Almost half the class agreed.

David had everyone move away from the table, sitting or standing no closer than ten feet to the table. The candle flame continued to respond, but we all seriously doubted a dead president of the United States had nothing better to do than entertain us. A few more questions confirmed our suspicions when the candle flame movement changed to the ‘no’ position when asked if it was really the John F. Kennedy the former President, and after that answers became nonsense.

At recess I remember talking with friends about it. Someone ventured, “We might have created a spirit.” Another responded, “If we did where does it go and what happens to it?” We thought that was a great question. We decided it was possible with our combined energies we may have created something that moved the candle flame. Where it went and what happened to it was an unsolved matter.

I know now we did not create something, we attracted something. Across all cultures and religions candles are lit as part of an invocation ceremony. Whether it is a prayer request in a church, or a pagan ceremony, lighting of candles or making a fire is part of the process.

What happens to what we attract depends on what we do next. Once we attract something, it could be bribed, trapped, but most likely it scares us. Not everything we may attract plays well with others. When that happens, people, houses and places become haunted. People are terrified and harrassed by something they can not see.

I have come to think of these things as ‘fear thought probers’. They probe our minds for our deepest darkest fears and project them back making us really scared. Invoking thoughts or visions that absolutely terrify. They mix thought and vision, making you think you almost see or hear things that are not really there.

These ‘thought probers’ as I think of them have no ability to do anything other than effect thoughts – unless you feed them. Media is filled with stories of people bitten, pinched, or levitated. Items in homes flying across rooms and smashing into walls. Terrified people fleeing for their lives barely escaping what is attacking them.

What really happens only happens in your mind. You are seeing images of what could be. You are hearing noises having thoughts projected with them at the same time. What happens when you take a shower. Don’t you sometimes here a voice, knocking on a door, phone ringing, etc. Yet when you turn off the water, there is nothing.

It would take an enormous amount of energy to do any of the things you see or read about in a haunting. If anything had that much energy (power) would they waste time scaring you, or would they do something? When, or if this happens to you, think of being at the Zoo reading one of the signs posted everywhere, “Do not feed the animals”. They feed on fear using your imagination. Once they realize they won’t get fed by you it will soon stop.

Vampire Fiction Vampire Reality

Vampires are in vogue these days. Vampires have even hit late night talk shows. Young, pumped, brooding, and overly sensitive is the vampire of today. What attributes to wrap up into a love story and soap opera all at once.

The idea makes for a romantic setting, but vampires can only be romantic and sensitive in a made up world of fiction. Somewhere where Vampires are more than human. Throw in moral and ethical decisions and the stage is set. What mere human could make a decision as well as a Vampire.

While the world is swooning over Vampire hunks and hotties, and wondering how exciting it would be to be a vampire, perhaps reality is different. Having special powers, never growing old, and lifetimes of knowledge to draw on to do the right thing at the right time sounds exciting.

It was not until the last hundred and fifty years or so since the world has changed and modernized. The world has changed, we have not. We are for the most part the same people that walked around any previous time you wish to imagine. We have our faults, and we have our pinnacles of shining humanity. Most of us live our life somewhere in between. Most of us live a life of neither overly wonderful, or terribly unjust. How many lifetimes living a Vampiric life are enough for an average person? What if a real Vampire walks the street outside your door at night. What would a real Vampire really be like?

If there were real Vampires, its existence would be one of fear, boredom and misery. There would be brooding deep feelings, but they would not be from feelings caused by human/vampire relationships. How many killings before a Vampire starts going insane. Experiencing distress from boredom and frustration. Imagine living hundreds of years, watching generation after generation making the same mistakes the over and over. Watching people treat each other badly for years on end, would make the most brutal Vampire want to stop living.

What about one Vampire creating another Vampire? Vampires do not have sex, although according to folk knowledge are extremely sexy. How frustrating would that be, and how it would twist your view of life, even a Vampire’s life? What Vampire would want to create a Vampire? Vampires being immortal, would need to be very particular about who has the correct personality to thrive and survive as a Vampire. Not to mention being a friend and good company across the decades.

Vampires living with the fact that they are a murderer, no matter who your victims are would be difficult. A Vampire finding someone to trust would be almost impossible. Think of all the ulterior motives that people would have for wanting to become a Vampire too.

Existing through decades, or centuries, moving from place to place as people usually became suspicious of your lifestyle. Curious about unexplained disappearances and strange deaths in the community would make Vampire life difficult. Then their is a problem of old people recognizing a Vampire because a Vampire does not change. A Vampire would have to be constantly on the move.

Worrying constantly about being discovered by accidently while asleep. No matter how much money a Vampire could afford to pay someone, greed or guilt would eventually make that someone turn on their employer. After a few lifetimes, money would cease to be a thrill I think. Then there is the problem of bank accounts, always closing one account and opening a new account somewhere else.

The pathetic aftermath cleaning up after feeding would be disgusting. I can’t imagine the stink and feeling of being covered with coagulating blood after feeding. Killing anything in that manner is not as easy as in books and movies. People do not lay down and die. Our will to live is very strong.

As Vampires ride the wave of fame and fortune, at least for their creators in movies and books, reality is a along way from fantasy. Looking a little closer to home, how does our individual reality compare to the person we think we are? How do vampires measure up to our idea of us?