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Cyan ~

At the throat chakra there sneaks in a lighter “blue” that is called cyan. It’s a rather lovely, almost electric blue and quite vibrant. Though we think of it as a mixture of blue and green, it is a printer’s primary color, mixing with magenta, (that extra color between red and purple) and yellow, with a dead black as the darkening agent. It is interesting that the “normal” color wheel and the printer’s color wheel both use an almost pure yellow when the other colors are just ever so slightly different in their vibration on the electromagnetic scale.

The variation of Cyan that is called “Light sea green” is actually the color I would have expected to show up on the spectrograph, as it is more my own perception of the combination of blue and green.

I have read and studied other chakra teachings and the one thing that strikes me as strange is the lack of comment on listening, which is as much the power of this chakra as speaking. Since this is a blue-green combination in color, it is here that balance in our day to day “journey” is most important. Hearing truth and assimilating it as truth is every bit as important as speaking truth. To do so with the grace, beauty and balance of the purest color of Cyan is a worthy goal for any lifetime.

Is it coincidence do you think that this is also the center of balance in the human being? Our inner ear is responsible for helping us to walk on this rapidly spinning planet without whirling out of control. Learning to hear everything that is being said, and weighing it’s importance to you and yours is tricky indeed. Carefully digesting this truth and bringing it into manifestation for those you value can be intense, to say the least. Finding the balance of when to listen and when to speak is every bit as important as speaking truth and hearing truth when it is spoken. It is also important to remember that how you speak the truth can make all the difference in the world in how it is received. When the Dalai Lama was asked if he could boil his religion into just a few words, he simply smiled and said “Be Kind.”

{Editorial Note:} In my further studies of the spectrum I have learned that Newton had initially named the spectrum with the standard 7 colors that we have been accostomed to, but it has apparently been suggested that “indigo” be dropped as a seperate color because there are many folks who cannot differentiate between it and violet. Erego, the spectrum now has 6 colors, rather than being expanded to the 8 or 9 that I would have thought appropriate with magenta and cyan, oh well, fashion, as ever prevails

Red ~

Red is the color of our base chakra. It’s as though the “fire” of a human is there, at the very base of the spine. Here is where our reproductive organs are, so this is survival, and species survival and proliferation. Red is the color of oxygen rich blood ready to nourish the cells of our bodies. Red has an enlivening “feel” to it, added to a composition a painter will use it to add warmth and “life” to an otherwise pale and “dead” looking graphic. From Wikipedia ~

Red is any of a number of similar colors evoked by light consisting predominantly of the longest wavelengths of light discernible by the human eye, in the wavelength range of roughly 625–740 nm. Longer wavelengths than this are called infrared, or below red and cannot be seen by the naked human eye. Red is used as one of the additive primary colors of light, complementary to cyan, in RGB color systems. Red is also one of the subtractive primary colors of RYB color space but not CMYK color space.

In human color psychology, red is associated with heat, energy and blood, and emotions that “stir the blood”, including anger, passion, and love.[4]

Interesting, isn’t it, that a color can symbolize both ardent passion and anger? Though this speaks of it’s symbolism as meaning love also, remember that that is erotic love, much closer to lust than to compassion.

The Cardinal’s message is one of color as much as any other attribute, being that of loving oneself in a good way. The cardinal is a year round bird that resides in one place, in winter it may use local feeders, and often brings young to the feeders in spring. The cardinal is a bird that is not disruptive at the food station, hanging back for a while, then the male will watch while the female eats and vice versa. They do not pick fights, but do not back away either. Other aggressive birds have found that chasing the cardinal from the feeder is not so easy as presumed.

Green ~

We have spoken in passing about color having energy that is the frequency of the color as it is. I want to talk about some of the colors and how they affect me, not as a be all end all answer for any one else, but as a means of checking what they do to each of us, by what they do to each other.

I am absolutely in Looooove with most green colors. There are some, those associated with babies and diapers, that are not among my favorites, but the fresh greens of leaves in spring, and sunshine on grass, those greens are almost literally heart refreshing for me. I never knew how much they were a necessary part of my everyday life until I tried to live for a year in New Mexico. I enjoyed the people, and lived near the Rio Grande in Albuquerque, but it was not the same as northern Indiana. I am now residing in southern Texas, still green, as we are only about 100 miles from the Gulf, but not the same as Indiana, I miss my home. In Googling green, these are some of the things that come up ~

Green is the color that is at the level of the heart chakra, and is considered a “nourishing” color, yes, it is the color of the veggies, so that is a bit of a pun, but there seems more to it than that, It stands for life and renewal: it is a restful color and the “cleaner” greens when coupled with blue can very much denote balance, as in nature. Used with it’s complementary color red, it is associated with Christmas, (which reminds me . . . . . . .)

Green is considered an optimistic color, full of hope and healing. Spiritually, this is considered the color of unconditional love, forgiveness and compassion. These are the keywords associated with the color green: Growth, fertility, harmony, healing, refreshing, peaceful, contentment, satisfaction, confidence,  money, prosperity, hope,  luck,  beauty, balance, self respect, learning.

Worthy of note, when speaking of green there are strong negatives as well as positives, as one can be green with envy, and jealousy is one of the strongest of negative emotions, though of course, that would not be a “clean” green, but one that looked muddy or drab, or even phosphorescent. I was going to chat about all the colors, but maybe I will speak of each of the colors of the rainbow seperately.

From Wikipedia ~

Green is a color, the perception of which is evoked by light having a spectrum dominated by energy with a wavelength of roughly 520–570-nm. In the subtractive color system, it is not a primary color, but is created out of a mixture of yellow and blue, or yellow and cyan; it is considered one of the additive primary colors. On the HSV color wheel, the complement of green is magenta; that is, a purple color corresponding to an equal mixture of red and blue light. On a color wheel based on traditional color theory (RYB), the complementary color to green is considered to be red.[6]

Culturally, green has broad and sometimes contradictory meanings. In some cultures, green symbolizes hope and growth, while in others, it is associated with death, sickness, envy or the devil. The most common associations, however, are found in its ties to nature. For example, Islam venerates the color, as it expects paradise to be full of lush greenery. Green is also associated with regeneration, fertility and rebirth for its connections to nature. Recent political groups have taken on the color as symbol of environmental protection and social justice, and consider themselves part of the Green movement, some naming themselves Green parties. This has led to similar campaigns in advertising, as companies have sold green, or environmentally friendly, products.

The word green is closely related to the Old English verb growan, “to grow”. It is used to describe plants or the ocean. Sometimes it can also describe someone who is inexperienced, jealous, or sick. In America, green is a slang term for money, among other things. Several colloquialisms have derived from these meanings, such as “green around the gills”, a phrase used to describe a person who looks ill.

Several minerals have a green color, including the emerald, which is colored green by its chromium content. Animals such as frogs, lizards, and other reptiles and amphibians, fish, insects, and birds, appear green because of a mixture of layers of blue and green coloring on their skin. By far the largest contributor to green in nature is chlorophyll, the chemical by which plants photosynthesize. Many creatures have adapted to their green environments by taking on a green hue themselves as camouflage.

Thanks, as always, for stopping by, Su

The 9th ~

9) One note, by itself, is not a song. Everything is completely and intimately linked to everything else. All are subject to the Sacred Law of Love.

We are not alone in this world, there are millions, even billions of other folks in this soup, right along with us. If each of us is supposed to contribute part of the melody, even one note, that would mean that we are not only connected to each other, but we need each other to create true “music”. Some of us “came in” singing, others of us “came in” with the music roaming around in our heads, goading us to find an instrument with which to bring our “music” into this plane, but we all came in with the idea of contributing something positive.

Unfortunately many of us get waylaid by injuries to the soul, or finding other things, like drugs, to occupy our energies. Some of us are lucky enough that someone we can love, or better, who can love us in our blue state, comes along and drags us out of our internal mire and sets us “right” so we can contribute our music, some are left in the mire to sink, those are the heart breakers (are there just not enough angels to go around?). I find myself wondering, at times, what if each of us could have reached our full potential, how much “time” would it have taken from the very start of it all until the orchestra sounded like pros? Not very long, I would think. And I wonder what great instruments Hashem still wishes to “bring in” that are out there caught up in their own muck? And who can be certain that theirs is not to contribute some blues into the mix?

The point, of course, is that we are all intimately connected to each other, this is so spiritually, as well as phylogenetically, as we are descended from the earliest life, the DNA strands that are in our cells are handed down not only from generation to generation, but from life form to life form. We are related to the trees, the plants, the frogs, the birds, all life. Let the music weave through you, expressing itself, expressing you, see where it takes you, for the music is life.

Principle Number 3 ~

3) The Universe sings the Song of Love. It resonates through everything. Mind/Spirit/Matter, as different levels (vibrations) of the same energy.

I love the sound of the Tibetan singing bowls, or big bells, or gongs, or steel pan drums. Their sonic vibration make you conscious of what they are doing to you simply because we don’t take those sounds for granted. They are “exotic” for most of us, and therefore more easily detected when “feeling” the music they make. But, everything in our lives makes music. There are no exceptions. Even the chair you are sitting on or the table beside it. If you listen closely, you can even hear the sound from the light shining in the socket of the lamp illuminating your area for you. Or the computer you are sitting at to look at this post . . . . .

This is normal, and why when the world goes quiet at night you still hear noises in the house or apartment in which you sleep. Those noises are there all the time, you just don’t hear them because you are moving and making noise during the day, as are most of your neighbors.

Your body makes noise even when you are not moving. Your heart beats, your intestinal tract makes squeaks and slushes as it moves food through your system, your blood is even making soft swishing noises as it moves through your arteries and veins. This is the same with all animals, no matter the size. So, you see, (or hear) you have never actually experienced total silence. This is why sensory deprivation can actually drive a person mad. At no time since we were able to hear or sense touch (about 12 weeks gestation) have we ever been without the input of our senses. If that were to suddenly cease, the mind would be at a loss as to what to do and would start inventing things to feel and touch.

There are worms in the soil that make noise as they aerate each inch of the ground, The wind in the trees makes a noise, water lapping against the shore, and the animals both on the land and in the sea make their own noises. The Earth rolling around the Sun makes her share of noise. Each of the orbs, whether planet, sun, or moon has it’s own noise level it contributes to the pool as it were. So, everything around you contributes to the noise of daily living. This is the “Song of Love”, and is everywhere and all ways the lovely sound of Life. Even though we often consider space a void, it is not truly so, there is much there from planet to planet, if only debris and the detritus of planets and suns being born. Our Universe is actively spilling over with life.

The First Principle ~

1) Creator is Love. The Song of Love, with its melodies, and harmonies, is the expression of the Will and Mind of Creator, who is the Original Source of Life.

The Principles I have listed here at this site were given to me by Spirit for my protection. I have said before that I hear voices, some high, some low, and I cannot always tell the difference. The principles allow me to progress through life without being swayed by the low ones into acting in ways that I would later regret. You would think that the Mosaic Decalogue or 10 commandments would do that, but they are actually a skeleton of a much larger system, and one needs to know the entire system for them to work at keeping one out of trouble.

It is difficult to know how to describe the principles as compared to the commandments, though, perhaps they are the cells that make up the bones and muscles of the body of information that one needs in order to serve the highest and best. Take, for instance, the first Principle that I have listed above. Compare it to Moshe’s first command. The Principle tells you that God is Love, therefore, Moshe’s command to love Hashem with all your heart, and every breath you breathe is not difficult, it is a delight, for you know that you are loved first, and loving back is seldom difficult.

You also begin to understand that the breeze flowing though the trees, and the sound of the crickets in the grass or the animals on the plains, are themselves the sounds of Creator’s love coming toward you from the woods and the grasses. It is as you realize this that you begin to understand that Hashem is not “Out there” looking at you from afar, but right here with you, loving you with every puff of breath that keeps you alive.

Because of the gentleness of the breezes, you begin to realize that, though there is much in the Universe that is too great to understand for a human, and the winds blow much too harshly during a hurricane for a human to stand in the way, there are breezes that nourish as well. There is music in the Universe that is gentle enough for a human to survive and thrive if we will learn to get out of the way when the big winds blow.

If we will begin to pay attention, we can also learn here that the source of our own lives is the source of all life, and that there is much in the Universe that has nothing to do with us. I know this means becoming aware that the entire Universe is not about us, necessarily, but about life in abundance and that, rather than our mission being to “take over” the Universe from Hashem, as we have for generations thought and acted, perhaps our mission is to learn to live in balance with the other life forms that Creator has made and placed here.

Perhaps, in fact, we have been singing the wrong song, what if we were supposed to be singing a song of love, and we have been singing a song of conquest?

Affirmation of God’s Presence, Emmet Fox

The Presence
by Emmet Fox

God is the only Presence and the only Power.  God is fully present here with me, now.  God is the only real Presence – all the rest is but shadow.  God is perfect Good, and God is the cause only of perfect Good.  God never sends sickness, trouble, accident, temptation, nor death itself; nor does He authorize these things.  We bring them upon ourselves by our own wrong thinking.  God, Good, can cause only good.  The same fountain cannot send forth both sweet and bitter water.

I am Divine Spirit.  I am the child of God.  In God I live and move and have my being; so I have not fear.  I am surrounded by the Peace of God and all is well.  I am not afraid of people; I am not afraid of things; I am not afraid of circumstances; I am not afraid of myself; for God is with me.  The Peace of God fills my soul, and I have no fear.  I dwell in the Presence of God, and no fear can touch me.  I am not afraid of the past; I am not afraid of the present; I am not afraid for the future; for God is with me.  The Eternal God is my dwelling place and underneath are the ever-lasting arms.  Nothing can ever touch me but the direct action of God Himself, and God is Love.

God is Life; I understand that and I express it.
God is Truth; I understand that and I express it.
God is Divine Love; I understand that and I express it.

I send out thoughts of love and peace and healing to the whole universe:  to all trees and plants and growing things, to all beasts and birds and fishes, and to every man, woman and child on earth, without any distinction.  If anyone has ever injured me or done me any kind of harm, I fully and freely forgive him now, and the thing is done forever.  I loose him and let him go.  I am free and he is free.  It there is any burden of resentment in me I cast it upon the Christ within, and I go free.

God is Infinite Wisdom, and that Wisdom is mine.  That Wisdom leads and guides me; so I shall not make mistakes.  Christ in me is a lamp unto my feet.  God is Infinite Life, and that Life is my supply; so I shall want for nothing.  God created me and He sustains me.  Divine Love has foreseen everything, and provided for everything.  One Mind, One Power, One Principle.  One God, One Law, One Element.  Closer is He than breathing, nearer than hands and feet.

I am Divine Sprit, the Child of God, and in the presence of God I dwell forever.  I thank God for Perfect Harmony.

EMMET FOX

Birthdays ~

Today is mine, making me officially 56 years of age! Gads, what an old woman I am. The raven and the crow are the birth totems of the Libra people, which is actually quite fitting, since folks either love us or dislike us intensely. That is this bird’s reputation. Trickster, clown, funny; omen of ill, morbid, dour; I am not sure whether it is that we cannot make up our minds who we are, or whether we are just so sensitive to every wind that blows as to make us unsteady in the long run.

I was quite fortunate to have parents that would not tolerate that kind of unsteadiness, and since the beaver (taurus) is my moon sign, {our inner self} I had some strength to draw from. I very much believe in free will, so do not believe the old teachings regarding the stars and their hold on us as individuals. Though I do most definitely believe that there are influences that come to play. I drew the above picture of the raven with my own totem in mind, but gave it ultimately to another “raven”, a close friend and companion.

Like the coyote, raven is a trickster, clown, who often likes to play jokes on others, though, as often as not, the jokes backfire, and it is Raven that gets kicked in the derriere. It can be fun to watch the fireworks, but watch out, the sparks may fall on you, too. If the raven learns fairly early to only put out what he or she would like from the universe, things will go much more smoothly, and Raven can learn to go with the flow. My papa was a coyote man, and could laugh at himself quite well, so there was no question I would learn that way of life, or go down trying.

Raven is a bird of portent, companion to Odin of the Norsemen, long associated with the tower of London, and one of the Native American bringers of the gift of fire, his feathers having been permanently singed in the effort. {Raven used to be white, in the “first” age, but Raven has simply played too many jokes, so now wears black most of the time.} Raven’s “planet” is Venus, so raven’s clowning will often flow over into the department of love, as well.

Raven’s lifetime struggle is to learn to find that delicate balance between what to take seriously, and what to laugh at, and Raven will ultimately serve the truth, no matter how much it hurts.  I would have to say that the lesson to learn from Raven is to never take yourself too seriously, learn to roll with the punches, and have fun while you are at it. P.S. that would include how you read this blog!

Thanks, Su

Child Evangelism ~

Once upon a time, I had the pleasure of caring for a young child as a “baby sitter cum foster mom”. Her mother had left the home situation and the child and ran off with a druggie friend. She was in my care for about four years and I enjoyed almost every minute of it, I say almost since she was inclined to scream if she didn’t get her way, and I am stubborn enough that getting her way was not going to happen if her way was something that was not good for her.

Her father allowed her to be picked up each Sunday morning by a bus from a local church. I had asked him at one point if he had any idea what they taught her, and he said it was just something for her to do, it didn’t matter what they taught. (YIKES!) It was not but maybe a month later that a friend and I had been discussing spiritual things over a cup of coffee at my kitchen table. BJ started to tell us I was wrong, that God would be angry if we didn’t do what he said and we needed to go to the church she was going to on Sunday mornings.

I asked her Papa if that was what he wanted his daughter to think about G-d. He said no, perhaps he would stop her from going. I asked if he would let me find a church that at least taught of G-d as a loving friend who cared about her, not the angry G-d she was being taught about. He consented and I found a church that would pick her up for him that taught that Jesus was her friend.

That was at least some improvement, though, like many others, I prefer to allow children to start learning about G-d when they start asking the questions, first because that is the point at which they are ready to hear about God, and second because all I feel a child should be concerned with is that

  1. God is love,
  2. God loves you,
  3. God is there as your friend,
  4. We live in a world that isn’t always fair,
  5. God cares even when the world isn’t fair,

Those are the basics that it seems even we adult children need to remember, and sometimes even that is more than we can understand. Since I do not see Y’shua as G-d incarnate, I have difficulty with the entire thrust of Evangelism, not just the Children’s ministry. I believe that if one truly lives in a manner that bespeaks kindness at all turns of the wheel, that alone will bring those who are interested to question what grounds us in such a way of being. I believe that it is a most dishonorable thing for those of us who do believe that God is real to invade the homes of those who do not believe G-d and pluck out their children from them. It smacks of the very things Evangelicals fear most; the “state” removing their children and putting them in government, atheistic facilities to grow up without God in their lives at all. We return then to Y’shua’s teachings, if you do not want it done to you, do not do it to others!

Choices ~

I live in a country where it seems the choices of how to live one’s life are unlimited. You can be anything you want to be, so long as you have the innate ability to carry it off. If you really want to, you can become an astronaut, and litterally reach for the stars. But the choices are also there to take us into the very pits of a living H*ll. I am not one who believes in an eternal h*ll for the average person.

This does not mean we cannot lower ourselves to experience such horror, it simply means that, considering the grace of an Almighty Creator, I truly doubt if an average person, trying to make out the best they can with what they have will be condemned to an eternity of either ice or fire. The belief that man is totally depraved and deserving of eternal death is actually rather unrealistic and sounds more like the ravings of a depressed individual that needs therapy.

I am aware that Hashem is perfect and shining and awesome and totally beyond our imaginations, I am also aware that in comparison to that vision we are shadowy beings at best. But, I want you to look at the writings of a man whose words mean a great deal to the Evangelicals, i.e. Paul. In I Corinthians chapter 13, he speaks of Love, genuine from the heart caring, and he does a very nice job.

1If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,[b] but have not love, I gain nothing.

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

There, in the 5th verse, is the key to my commentary. for if G-d is Love (1John4:7&8), then G-d keeps no record of wrongs. So, who does keep a record, and is that one more powerful than Hashem? And is the one who condemns your G-d? The one who condemns is not my G-d. I choose love, and I choose to love. No, it does not make the nastiness of living in a limited dimension disappear, but it does ease the pain. Choose love first, always.

Courage and Wisdom ~

What I did not finish yesterday, because I got too wordy, is that Serenity is achieved via something the Buddhists refer to as detachment, but that implies an unhealthy lack of engagement in your surroundings. I have come to call this phenomenon compassionate disentanglement. You always maintain a caring attitude toward even those who would wrap you up in their melodramas. However, you maintain your own sacred space into which that melodrama cannot reach. This is not easy, as most of those who weave such melodramas are expert at wrapping others into their story.

One of the worst and most melodramatic is the victim, persecutor, rescuer triangle. This is a classic scenario and goes perfectly toward making to point of the Serenity prayer. The “victim” confides in you that he or she is in an abusive situation with another adult and is asking your advice, hoping you will help to find a way to rescue him/her. Many times the abuse is very real, and your heartstrings are twanging that this is simply not just. Most of all, if you are truly a spiritual being, your loving nature just can’t stand to see some one victimized in this way.

However, let me warn you. Should you come to the “rescue” and succeed in getting the abuser jailed or otherwise punished the “victim” will come to their rescue, and you will be the villain. Their storyline? “I didn’t mean for this to happen, I love “Henry”, I didn’t want him hurt.” And now you are the “bad guy”.

Remember the prayer, repeat it like a mantra. “Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” You and the victim can go to the public library, not your home unless this is someone you already know. Look up help for victims of violence, explore the websites with them and be supportive, but don’t be their “savior”.

You can get them counsel with appropriate officials who can help and also council the “victim” about their role in the melodrama. You can be supportive of them in this venture, for this is where they will need courage, as it is theirs to change and get out of the melodrama. That must come from within them; it is not something you can give them. If the person you are assisting backs away and doesn’t want to use this kind of help, dismiss the entire scenario from your mind, as it was not yours to help. (And indeed, might have been a setup to rob you.)

Do not, I repeat, do not go after “Henry”!

Always, as one who serves Spirit, be ready to help another find help of the right sort, but refrain from thinking of yourself in any saviorist role. You can connect others to the help they need, you can serve as a listening ear, with a loving heart. But the minute you are expected to take any action for or against a third party; start looking for places for them to get the help they need. This will, indeed, take more courage than giving “Henry” a black eye, but this is very much a part of discerning the difference between an area where you can help, and an area where you cannot. Have the Wisdom to stay compassionately disentangled.

There is another factor here. If you find yourself surrounded by this sort of melodrama, what are you doing to invite it? And if you are inviting it, are you doing so with the ability to lend a compassionate ear, or are you becoming embroiled in the melodrama, and therefore have become part of the problem?

This is why the 12 steps caution to look for what Spirit wants of and for you, not for you to go minding the sacred space of another. Most of us have had some form of dysfunction in our home lives. The rare ones are those who have not. Look to the needs of cleaning your own nest before you attempt to help your neighbor clean hers or his. When you read Y’shua’s caution on this, you think in terms of judgment, as that is the context of the comment, but it is important to remember that there is another facet to that gem.

You are not able to help others if you are still crippled by what you are carrying in your heart. Here, again, is where the “searching inventory” is necessary, in examining yourself daily, you can discern more readily what you can and cannot change. You will find that in communicating daily with Spirit, you will find the courage to change those things you can, and compassionately disengage from the scenario where you would only add to the problem. Another safeguard is to keep, always, a back-up. Someone human to whom you can talk that can help you stay objective so that you can do the most good, with the least amount of trauma to yourself or others.

Y’shua and the Tree ~

I wonder if you can copyright just a title? I like the sound of “Y’shua and the Tree”, but haven’t yet written the entire book. Oh well, if someone beats me to it, and is consistent to the tree teachings of Y’shua, it’s OK. Y’shua often told his listeners simply to “be good trees”, and was pretty specific about what constituted a good tree.

A good tree bore good fruit, fruit that was edible and nourishing for the one eating it. A bad tree bore bad fruit, fruit that would not nourish, but would eventually destroy the consumer. This meant that not only was it important for the believer to make sure that the “fruit” growing from his life was nourishing to himself, but to others as well.

So, how do we go about being a “good tree”. Well, the system was not in place when Y’shua taught, as far as I can tell, but the teachings were all there. So, what did he expect of those who would be there when he was gone? Well, first they needed to recognize in him a good teacher, one who told them things they needed to hear, then he expected them to be good students, listening to the teacher and absorbing his teachings well enough to teach others.

If the student listened and absorbed, he would begin to walk a beautiful path of joyful, humble service to others, giving generously of himself, forgiving generously of others’ mistakes, and caring deeply for the needs of all those around him. His compassion would be deep, while his self-discipline would gird him for the toughness of a life path that was demanding and grueling, yet immensely rewarding. As he grew in understanding and wisdom, he would also begin to discern how to be exactly where he was needed and what he needed to do. This, then, is when he begins to enter into the flow of Creator’s will.

In a very brief and oversimplified statement, this is the path of Kabbalah, or receiving. It is a beautiful path, despite the silliness of the fundies in calling it a cult. I have been quite amused at that, as it is the pot calling the kettle black, but, hey, to each his own.

So, how can you tell if the person is real? Well, I believe John answered that, somewhere in the 15th chapter of his book, that’s where Y’shua gives his final “plant” teaching, (though I believe he said “The I Am,” rather than “I Am”, just a little mistranslation that changes the meaning of everything said), only this time he speaks of the vine and branches, and also that if one is loving, and caring, others would know that they belonged to the I AM, this makes much sense to me, as that is how one knows a Buddhist’s sincerity, or a Taoists, or a Native American’s, they are genuine and loving. And they belong to the “Tao” or “Wakan Tanka” or venerate the “Bodhi tree” from which Buddha received his wisdom.

Ehyeh Asher Ehyeh

Ever present and eternal,

maker of the stars that shine,

present in the light of mind,

living in the very air we breathe.

But, you see, like my master before me, I have no desire for you to create a new religion with these words, only to have a new understanding of the oldest and greatest, and the Everpresent’s love for you.

So, what’s my point?

The reason for this blog is not to deny Christians a place in eternity. I love Y’shua, and feel that he intended to show a path that was more personal and in closer communion with Hashem than the way his people were living. (They were under occupation, BTW, so dourness of soul should be no surprise) His intent was a path filled with Joy, service and humility. I do think his people got the message, if not through him, then through other great teachers, for Judaism is today not a path filled with moaning and groaning and “martyrdom” but a path of joyful service to others and communion with Hashem. That was Y’shua’s only point.

I believe Paul and Constantine took Y’shua’s joyful rabbinical teachings and used them to create a new religion, whole cloth, out of remnants of the old ways, including many pagan ways. I then believe it was no great effort for the Roman church to create a curtain that would keep us from seeing how this path was created and even fighting others when they should challenge the “truth” of Christianity.

I remember when I was younger and still listening to the preachers on Sunday morning, one of the things that would come out of the preachers mouth which would turn me cold was that “We must protect the truth”. That was never necessary. The Truth will protect itself, and ultimately protect you. I do not believe Y’shua ever implied he was God. He most certainly might have said he was at one with God, and wanted his followers to be also. I believe that his words were skewed by scribes with an agenda toward making Christianity a religion that would take over the world and control the masses. And since there are no Aramaic scrolls that date in such a way as to be certifiably recordings of what he said in the way he said it, we will never know for sure.

I believe that he may have taught that the Holy Breath, or Holy Spirit as we call her today, was the only way to the Ancient One. That, you see, would be Veritas, the essence of Truth, for, as I look at the paths that teach compassion the world over, and I look at their tomes (i.e. The Tao te Ching, and other works) I see and feel the hand of the Holy one. Look at Proverbs chapter 8, read it and study it. Do not let it go, for it is the essence of her “work” on this entire planet. All who ask her help are given it!

I also do not believe that the Holy One would put the fate of eternity for any one soul in the hands of another human. That is too much responsibility. Besides, humans are so danged imperfect that when one flubs up, and misses the target completely, should the eternal fate of another depend on that? I do not believe that a G-d that requires compassion of us would be so dispassionate as to do that.

So, OK, the church has messed up many times. There are other paths to eternity. Hashem has actually made sure that, one way or another, there will be an opportunity to forgive and live in joyful service. If it does not come through the Christ, and cannot because of Christians killing your family, it may come through Buddhism, or Taoism, or through one of the Indigenous paths. Hashem, and the Ruach Ha’Kodesh have left many windows through which the human soul can accept the light of the Ein Sof Ohr!

Love or Fear, the choice of how to live ~

I have said before that I spent a while in fundamentalist country before finding my way out to a gentler, quieter stream in the river of life. The preachers in the more fundamentalist style of the faith often seem to act as though they are competing with the evening news, or worse, “Everybody loves Raymond” The style of preaching is almost always volatile, exciting, rythmic and somewhat hypnotic. The usual goal of the speaker is to raise the hoary head of fear and then soothe the fear with “Jeeeesus, Jeeeeesus, Sweeeeeetest name I Know.”

The problem with living in that kind of fear was that most of the time, when I heard the voices, they were obviously of dark origin, and I could not get “above” fear based commentary. I have been quite fortunate not to have the voices that tell you to kill the neighbor, I think I would have been too frightened to move if those voices had spoken to me, mostly the fear would be aimed at an immobilization of anything I wanted to do. The kind of voices that make you agoraphobic, claustrophobic, xenophobic, and just plain phobic.

I did go through one of the “exorcism” prayer circles, it made no difference, other than that I started having remembered dreams of unpleasantness as well. It really was a frightening time in my life. I found that when I had backed away from that fellowship and began to concentrate on Proverbs and the sweeter Psalms, and God’s promises, that the fearful voices subsided and I had prayed for the help of the teacher spoken of in Chapter 8 of that book.

That was when the rainbow teacher began to come around. Her advice was to avoid the fearful preaching and simply lead a contemplative life. She it was who taught me that compassion was the most important lesson. She taught me how to fill my mind with good and kind thoughts and how to overcome the negative thinking that had been so much a part of my formative years. She taught me that high drama is seldom necessary, and that disciplined living that filled the mind, heart and life with higher truths was far more effective than exorcism, in fact the things she taught me were essentially how to exorcise one’s own dark demons from within. It was her teaching that silenced the dark voices.

OK, I will admit that this could quite naturally be some “higher” part of myself, (though I am not sure that the me that is me could reach as high as true compassion 100% of the time.)but then, according to Jewish teaching, we all carry a spark of the divine. I pray that it is the voice of that spark, or that that spark is the door through which she enters, as life has been a whole lot better with her teaching and encouragement. There is another kind of fear with which there is no choice but to deal, the authoress here has written quite well about it.

Calvin or Arminius ~

I was certain I had written a post about these two influential theologians before, but it is apparently one I was unhappy with, and discarded. Calvin’s world was a world where God predetermined all that happened, even those things we perceive as evil come from God as part of an eternal plan. With Calvin, the only people that are in Heaven were determined from before their birth, and those in Hell are the same, determined before they were even conceived. When one argues that this eliminates free will, the debate is that, no, God just knows who will choose the right way, he doesn’t make you choose.

Unfortunately, my problem is that Calvinists want it both ways. Either God is the “Boss” and takes the credit and blame for all that happens on Earth (in which case God is both devil and angel), or God is Creator giving free will and allowing the created to choose whether they will love or not. This is an old debate, and I most certainly will not be the one to solve the issues on this page, but I would very much like to throw a couple of thoughts out there.

First of all, let me reiterate that I am a reincarnationist, there were and are Ivrit (Jews) who were such, as well as those who did not believe in reincarnation, so this is also an old debate. I do not buy all of Paul’s theology, and it is Paul’s writings that form the basis of Calvinism, i.e. Calvinism is Paulism. Paul’s theology was thoroughly influenced by Greek and Roman thinking. What this has done is marked main line Christianity with all manner of hidden little bits of treasure that hearken back not to Judaism, but to Paganism, while at the same time prancing around and pronouncing that those dirty pagans are all doomed to an eternity in Hell, and it was predetermined!

Then there is the idea that God, who is, from both the perspectives of Calvin and Arminius, eternally and truly good, yet, in Calvinism brings forth things we perceive as evil to bring about a greater good. So, in Calvinism Stalin killed 20 million people in order to bring some good end into the world, or maybe even Hitler’s puny 12 million ought to be counted in here. By Calvinistic thought, these were both emissaries of God. Sorry, you may buy that, I don’t. I do however buy that God is so merciful that, should either man have turned around at any point and gave up their murderous pursuits, they would have been welcomed with open arms {A little reminder, I happen to believe that the sin against the Holy Spirit is calling evil good, and good evil, so it is quite possible that Calvinists are treading on thin ice, eh?)

Now, even though my belief system more closely emulates that of Arminius than that of Calvin, ( truth to tell, I am probably Hamayim more than any totally Christian theology.) I do believe that Hashem can bring about good things from the darkest evil man can concoct. I believe that Hashem is more powerful and bigger than anything that human mind can comprehend. But I also believe that Hashem created and released us into the universe with true free will.

That means that we can make the choice to love or fear. Note, I did not say love or hate. Hate is not the opposite of love, fear is. Every shortcoming, whether just a mistake in thought or a truly dark and evil deed can be traced back to fear! Hate is even a result of fear. I believe that God is love, and that everyone who loves is born of God, and those who do not know how to love do not know God. {1John 4:7-8} That has nothing to do with labels like Calvinism, Arminianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Pentecostalism, or even antidisestablishmentarianism! It has to do with knowing the very essence of God in a very personal way that decries the preaching of any evangelist anywhere. If I believe Calvin, I believe that God is incapable of spreading that love without Christians spreading the Gospel. Excuse me, do you see what you have contrived, here? Your Almighty God that you insist I limit by saying he gave me and all other humans complete free will, has left the fate of mankind in the hands of a few country preachers. I don’t think so!!

Now, I also believe that Hashem is quite capable of picking you or me up by the bootstraps and sending us through a meatgrinder without the mortal assistance of any human should God wish to do that. I believe that God is so huge that The Ancient of Days is greater than all the universes in existence. I also believe that Hashem exists in that space between one’s in breath and one’s out breath. God is Awesome, literally. You have no clue what you are saying about my perspective of God. I also believe that when a person of any persuasion from Buddhist to Baptist puts their life in the hands of the Almighty, that Hashem is able to turn around all circumstances in their lives.

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