Healing Tones

“Birds fly over the rainbow, why, then, oh why can’t I ?”

WE USED TO SING A ROUND when I lived communally in an Emissary Center, a spiritual community, back in the 1970’s. One of our communal family members was a young woman who had a remarkable ability to extend her radiant energy field and fuse with the energy field of a person standing next to her. For me personally, it was an experience I will always remember with profound curiosity as to how she was able to do it. She also played guitar, as was the thing to do in those days, and taught us songs she learned and composed during those awakening revolutionary years of the 1960’s.

One round went like this: “Return again, return again, return to the land of your soul. Return again, return again, return to the land of your soul. Return to who you are. Return to what you are, ever and ever to . . . Return again, return again, return to the land of your soul . . . .etc.”

Last Monday I awoke in the wee hours of the dawn, my mind flooded with memories of people and events that have been part of my earthly journey. This song/round came up in the rush of so many wonderful faces of friends who have blessed me with their presence and participation in life’s many ventures. How fortunate are we to have friends who love us and who see us for who and what we truly are behind our masks of personality and pretense!

During my seminary years I was blessed to acquire a forever friend, who went on to Rome to complete his studies for the Catholic Priesthood. He also played guitar and we sang Kingston Trio ballads together. We reconnected recently after he had been trying to find me for many years in his quest to locate and reconnect with his many seminary friends. Our friendship has remained all these years. True friendship is like that. Beyond my close-in family circle, I have been blessed with many such friends, whom I experience as extended family, or as my spiritual family; soul friends I suppose one might call them.

Another forever friend came in the flow of memories.  What I wish to share about this friend — who will remain nameless in this post for a purposeful reason — is his “journey” to what may be best described as the vestibule of the “Otherworld”, during what he himself describes as an NAE (Near Ascension Experience) — rather than an “NDE” (Near Death Experience)

From what I understand, a voracious virus had penetrated the blood-brain barrier and infected his brain, rendering him unconscious and clinically comatose. At that point, he left his body, yet hovered over it for long enough to have a “conversation” with his Spirit-Guides amid Realms of Light. I don’t recall all of what he shared with me — only that he was given a specific mission: to return to his physical body (still in the “land of the living”); then go about the work of what he described as “the gathering of souls who are ready to ascend” — not die and go to “heaven”, but rather to ascend NOW, while still fully alive and intact, in Body, Mind and Heart on Earth! And I feel, in my being, that he has come to gather my soul, as well, because I too am ready and willing to ascend on Earth here and now.

In fact, I have already ascended to a higher level of Consciousness. There are many who have already ascended to what is being described as the “Crossover Point between Heaven and Earth,” and which I would describe (and have in a previous post), as the “Hill of the Lord”, as spoken of by the Psalmist.

“The earth is the Lord’s, and the fullness thereof; the world and they that dwell therein. For he hath founded it upon the seas and established it upon the floods. Who shall ascend unto the hill of the Lord, or who shall stand to his Holy Place? He that hath clean hands and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully. He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, and righteousness from the God of his salvation. This is the generation of them that seek him, that seek thy face, O Jacob. Selah.” (Psalm 24)

I love these words and have composed a song declaring my own ascension to the hill of the Lord as one who has “. . . come in the mist of heaven to bless the fullness thereof . . . come in the midst of the earth to welcome the fullness thereof. The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof.”

THE NAMELESS ONE

Now I shall disclose my purpose for speaking of my friends anonymously. Well, for one, I did not actually obtain their permissions. But the deeper reason relates to who they really are. While I and each of “those who dwell therein” were given a name by one’s parents, such earthly names don’t identify one’s core Being as It is in truth; they merely name one’s outwardly embodied form.

We are each, and all together, incarnate Creator Beings who comprise the “Nameless One” beyond the veil — who Himself is an aspect of the Greater Nameless Ones who comprise the many faces and levels of the GODHEAD that created and governs the Whole Holy World and the entire Universe, clothed and cloaked by suns and galaxies.

The word “God” is the best word we have been able to come up with in order to speak of the Infinite and eternal Nameless One. In the Far East, Ala and OM seem to have served best — a Tone, a Vibration, the Word that created Light in the beginningless and endless First Time of Creation (whatever that was and is). Perhaps Creation Itself has had no beginning, nor will it end; for there cannot be a Creator without a creation, nor a creation without a Creator.

We are limited to finite terms in describing and speaking of infinite and ineffable realities. My friend reaches for new words and ways of conveying what he experienced during that time of BEing above and beyond his earthly capacites. I noticed his struggle with “re-entry” the first time we spoke after sharing Attunement with him, not long after his Healing Journey had begun — with his truly angelic spouse sharing some uncertain (yet deeply healing) months with him. He spoke from a higher level of Consciousness than the level from which I was speaking, and seemingly in a new language and sentence structure, though clearly English.

I suspect some who speak with him may attribute his “different” way of speaking to his illness, but I don’t! I would describe it as joyfully authentic and authoritative, but not preachy, as such may sometimes sound. He also seems to have a lot to say with limited time to say it; and few are willing to stop and hear him. Quite frankly, I feel for him. My friend has visited the “ineffable” (unspeakable) world of Angels”. He describes his “conversations” as “wordless”– more telepathic than audible. 

I know of what he speaks, for I have visited that realm once as well — if only for a few moments of ecstatic shifts in frequency during an intense interval of unified radiation while participating in a global group Attunement time. (But that’s another story — one which I describe in my book, SACRED ANATOMY.)

Well, that’s enough for now about my special friend — whom I have come to love deeply, and whose friendship I utterly respect and protect.

Forever friendships are not always made on earth. Many are sealed in Heaven, in the Realms of Light. We meet them and immediately sense intuitively that we’ve known each other forever. These are angelic friendships, and they are not only forever; they are infinite and eternal. When we meet on earth it’s a profound and other-dimensional Deja vu. We’ve been together here before and we return again to who we are and to what we are: Creator Beings, here for the final days in the long cycle of the restoration of Man to his true state of oneness with God and with one another.

Life is such a wonderful adventure, especially sharing our journeys with friends; those close in, but also those outside our immediate family and sphere. Those close-in turn out to be our “best friends” who won’t let us get away with anything less than our true character. I welcome your thoughts and responses to what I’ve shared here of my own enjoyment and memories of forever friends. Until my next post,

Be love. Be loved.

Anthony ~ tpal70@gmail.com