A MOMENTS GLANCE INTO THE PURPOSE OF HEAVEN

THE GOD GAMES: Heaven and Hell - CHAPTER ONE---
I could see the Isle of Purpose across the gray, weathered bridge that completed the path from my Heavenly Home, to the Isle where I would make choices for a new life game. I felt a great urge to rush across the bridge and get started on my new pathway. I began to run.

As my feet landed on the Isle of Purpose I could see what looked like a small ball of light coming towards me. As the light came closer, I could begin to see the shape of a lovely mature woman inside of it. I had never had anyone manifest themselves to me like this before, but I was not afraid, instead I felt waves of great joy wash over me.

The lady grinned at the surprised look on my face as she came to a stop before me.

"Hi , Ann!" she said. "My name is Glenna, and I'm your 'tour guide' while you're here on the Isle of Purpose. I'm also your guidance couselor as you make choices and obseve many different situations."

Glenna explained to me that although there were many beautiful visions to be seen on the Isle of Purpose, there were also views that might cause old fears to rise: old fears from past experiences; old pains that I once prayed never to be exposed to again. This is, she said, an island in the middle of the bridge from our Heavenly Home to other life games played, and not played, by yourself and others. There is also on this island the very room of exchange where we feel our first pain; the transportation room between this dimension of home and the other dimensions which are subjected to time and space.

"You are tense and worried now," said Glenna, "so just relax a moment. Take a deep breath. Now look around the island, see the great beauty and know that all has been prepared for your comfort and joy during this excursion. Also remember that you are always here by choice; anytime you want to you can think and be back in your quiet place again."

I took a deep breath and felt the joy of home wash through me. I am choosing another life game in order to grow and develop; hopefully become a more advanced person, but more than that I want another challenge, another opportunity to win the game. I told Glenna to push on; I was ready.

The island is in the shape of a huge sea shell, surrounded by marvelous gardens of all varieties, and capped by ten beautiful buildings. The buildings lay in the shape of a horse-shoe and were made of white marble topped by roofs made of a single precious jewel. In the center of the horse-shoe was the tallest building of all. Its roof was created of a single diamond, 100 feet tall, that sent waves of rainbow-colored light all over the island. Small bungalows were scattered around the island which Glenna told me were for resting and reflecting as we made our journey around the island.

The first building that we came to was topped by a deep green emerald. Glenna told me that this was the building of Past Lives, and that in this building I was going to be taken on a trip through my past lives, rather like a virtual reality game. She explained that there were viewing machines inside and that I would be given a cartridge that contained movies of my hundreds of past lives. I was to view these past lives to get a sense of where I was comiong from, and what lessons I had already learned.

We entered the cool, lovely embrace of a large round building. Soft music could be heard in the background, and a lovely 50 foot waterfall fell from what appeared to be a moss and fern garden near the ceiling. Around the sides of the huge room were viewing rooms with names at their front entrance. I spotted a room with the name "Ann" on the door.  (To be continued tomorrow...)

"SHARE SMILES", by Joseph Lindsay

In honor of Joseph Lindsay, a man of great wisdom, who said, "share smiles...they are still free!!"

JUST THE WAY YOU ARE

God loves you JUST THE WAY YOU ARE right now! My dreams are filled with the echoes of this sentence. Nine words that changed my way of thinking and experiencing, but that I could not hear for the first 53 years of my life. Those 53 years were filled with self-doubt and hatred of who I thought I was; a sinner they told us in church. I knew in my heart that I had broken most of the ten commandments at one point in my life, or another. I knew I had a black heart and that I could never expect God to love me as I was...One day, in my 53rd year, I lay in a hospital and could not sleep. I wanted to pray but felt that God would not listen to someone like me...The hours dragged on, I lay in the cold, dark room and stared at the ceiling tiles, counting their little holes. I became very still inside-I had the physical feeling that I was being talked to, that words were being formed-and then I "felt" the following words inside my being. "God loves you just as you are right now."...I gasped and said aloud, "What?" and then I heard a second time, "God loves you just as you are right now." Just as I am right NOW? Could that possibly be? And then I felt a change in my heart, as if a door had been opened; a door I had kept locked for years. Pure joy and intense love filled me and overflowed into my body and then out into the small, square room. I suddenly knew that I was very loved just as I am; the good and the bad. I felt that God would be disappointed by my negative choices, and that consequences follow from breaking laws, but that all of that didn't stop him from loving me; the real me...God loves YOU just as you are right now.

CHANGE WORLD FREQUENCIES TO LOVE

If you are new to my blog, please page down to LOVE IN! LOVE IN! LOVE IN! I am trying to gather support for a minute 12:12 a.m. Greenwich Mean Time, on 12/12/2012, during which every one on Earth will join together to express, or feel in their hearts, love for every other person on Earth. We must become human beings who care that the world continues and that love and unity unites us as one people. We may have different cultures, politics, goals, but if we all have the one goal of love for our fellow man then our Earth can become the Paradise it was intended to be. Destruction, catastrophies, natural disasters, if they should come, and it is sure that natural disasters recur repeatedly, will be handled with the best possible outcomes if we pull together as one human people and give each other our loving support. Pull together and the battles are won. Share global love and suddenly the threat of nuclear attacks becomes part of the past. Watch out for each other's backs and we all win. I visualize people all over the world making 12/12/12 a day of global celebration; a love Festival, where we all become more aware of other people's cultures, dances, music, stories, and teachings. Let the message be passed from mouth to mouth, heart to heart, and mind to mind, and then on 12/12/12 we will have the world's largest party.

COSMIC HOLOGRAM #2

Sometimes you look at a hologram from a certain angle and all you can see is darkness. In that moment remember that the hologram in all of its color and light still exists, we just need to change our angle of looking at it to see that light; those colors.

COSMIC HOLOGRAM

All is a hologram made up of different dimensions; different frequencies. From every perspective we have a unique view of the second that is. No perspective is WRONG, it simply exists, and as we move through life we view the hologram from different viewpoints. Some viewpoints may be more positive than negative as the hologram is a whole with positive and negative poles. If you find yourself stuck gazing at a negative viewpoint, shift your perspectives, change the paradigm, and seek until you find the positive viewpoint. The hologram is dazzling in its beauty and its complexity/simplicity. It is ONE.

MISCHI'S TERROR

THE GOD GAMES:Legend of Kor...Chapter Two: Misch's eyes suddenly opened. It was still dark. Something felt wrong. Her heart pounded, she became more aware and could hear a twig snap outside her home. She began to panic. She had heard the stories of night raids in Voun, and elsewhere in Kor, by Gog's men. They said that his soldiers come into a city and burn buildings, rape the women, and steal children to use as slaves. She turned and shook her husband and he grunted sleepily..."Wake up Thorn, wake up! Someone is outside in the yard!"...Suddenly galvaized by his wife's words, Thorn jumped out of bed and grabbed for his shotgun, then he went to the window and carefully pulled the curtain ajar. There, on the lawn, were a group of ten of Gog's soldiers, fully armed and gesturing wildly at his house..."Get up Mischi, and get the children down to the cellar. I'll hold them off!"...Mischi gathered the children, two boys and a girl, and rushed them down the ladder into the root cellar, then she closed the trap door but left it unlocked for Thorn...Thorn stood in the living room, facing the barricaded door. Thank god, they only had the one door to guard. Maybe the soldiers would go elsewhere if they couldn't get into his home...Suddenly, Thorn heard pounding on the front door and the soldiers told him to open the door or they would burn the house down around them. Thorn dashed to a window, looked outside, and saw that they did indeed have a torch and cans of gas. Thorn decided he must not let his family be burned to death, so he tore down the barricade and cautiously opened the door. He was promptly shot in the heart and his body thrown to the soldier's fire lizards...Mischi heard the great commotion and the shot, and knew that something terrible had happened to Thorn. Quickly, she climbed the ladder and slid the bolt lock closed. Now, in total darkness, she held the children and prayed for their lives. She could hear loud tramping coming from the house, and harsh expletives as they were seeking and searching her home for her whereabouts...Then, Mischi heard footsteps right above her, and loud orders for her to come out of the cellar if she valued her family's lives..."No," Mischi screamed, "I will never come out; do as you will!"..."You leave me no recourse. Prepare to die."...Mischi smelled the gas and heard it dripping from around the edges of the trap door. Suddenly, there was light as fire danced around the trap door. Mischi pulled her children back into the farthest reaches of the cellar-about ten feet deep. She knew that the fire would consume the small amount of air in the cellar, and they would soon suffocate...There was a big crash and an axe head could be seen coming through the boards of the trap door. It splintered into a thousand pieces, and rough hands tore the splintered boards away...A huge Selve soldier came tromping down the ladder. His squinty eyes soon discovered the cowering Mischi and her children. He strode over and grabbed Mischi by her hair and threw her on the ground. With the tip of his sword he ripped her nightdress from her body, then pulled out his penis and fell on Mischi, raping her and stabbing her at the same time. In rage and lust he thrust at Mischi until she lay dead underneath him...Sated, the soldier called for help, and rounded up the children who were terrified and in shock from what they had just witnessed...The soldiers dragged the children outside where there was a long line of Voun men, women, and children all chained together at the waist. The soldiers added the three children to the people-chain, and led the group away into the darkness. The rest of the soldiers set fire to Thorn's and Mischi's house and garden, and then marched on to the next house in the village...to be continued tomorrow.