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As Above So Below – As Below So Above

Stories of NDE’s (Near Death Experiences) abound these days.  The accounts are always the same: a person in the midst of a terminal health crisis leaves the body and travels through a silver tunnel toward a white light and enters a heavenly realm of incredible love, returns to the body and lives to tell about the experience. Their lives are changed forever as they begin to see life on earth through new eyes of love. I think that I would like to have such an experience. Wouldn’t you? Not that we need such to see with eyes of love.

But what do we really know about what’s on the other side of the veil that separates us from – and connects us with – the heavenly realms of light divine? No much at all. This is a topic that keeps us in a state of expectant anticipation, begging the question: “Just what is “Above” that shapes what is “Below?”

Macrocosm and Microcosm

In the atomic structuring of the microcosm, we have electrons orbiting around a nucleus of protons and neutrons. The nucleus radiates a positively charged field in which negatively charged electrons are held in an orbital pattern of attraction. Atoms are not objects that can be dissected like a frog but are intangible energetic essences.

In the cosmic macrocosm, our solar system reflects the pattern of the design of the atom, with planets orbiting around a star that radiates a positive field that holds the planets in their respective orbits.

Although it is common for electrons to switch orbits in chemical processes and molecular transmutation, it isn’t so common for planets to do so. Whereas in the microcosm this switching takes place in split seconds, in the larger macrocosm it may take centuries and even millennia for planets to alter their orbits or for our solar system to capture a comet, as it did in the case of Venus some five-thousand years ago, and add it to our planetary system.

As with the microcosm, transmutation takes place in the macrocosm when a planet is added to our solar system causing other planets and moons to alter their orbits. Our solar system – which I prefer to call an Entity in that it embodies the Creator – is not the same since Venus was added as a planet and Mars changed its orbit when these two planets collided with one another in our historical past. Our planet Earth is not the same either: its orbit was altered and the direction of its rotation was reversed when the comet Venus collided with it. According to geological research, our sun once rose in the West and set in the East.

With changes above in the heavens, changes below on earth occur, and not just in geographical structuring of the planet, but also in human consciousness. Human consciousness is impacted by what goes on in the planetary system – “As above so below” – and vice versa.  What goes on in human consciousness impacts what goes on in the solar system, and beyond. “Pluck a flower and disturb a star,” the saying goes. As below so above.

Am I saying that we are responsible for the cataclysms of the past? Yes I am. We were not the victims but the perpetrators of Earth’s traumatic upheavals. When we fell out of alignment with the Creator and began to create life forms on our own, we made a mess of things here below. We created giants and monstrosities multiplying flesh without the true patterns of the divine design and control; outside the “womb” of Mother God, in other words. That mess was cleaned off the face of the earth by cosmic forces in the Deluge of water and the wind storms of tornadoes, as well as conflagrations earth suffered in the fiery tail of the comet Venus.  We play a causal role as a cog in the Wheel of Life in our solar entity.

When we disengaged from the Wheel of Life and started turning our own cog, the wheel spun out of control. Havoc ensued and continues to have ripple effects on our experience of life here on earth.  The asteroid belt tells the story of a planet that exploded, no doubt wrought about by beings like ourselves who raped and pillaged their planet for its resources. Where did all those souls go? Perhaps they came here to rape and pillage the earth for its resources. Seems very likely.

“Third Rock from the Sun”

Perhaps the birth of Venus out of Jupiter’s belly brought balance back to the planetary system. The earth is tilted on its axis and has reversed its direction of rotation, an upheaval that sank continents and buckled the skeletal mantle of the earth, sending some of it shooting up through the surface to create the Himalayas and Rocky Mountains and other mountainous ranges around the globe.  Our Home among the stars has lost its plump spherical shape taking on the appearance of a rock when the oceans, seas and atmosphere are removed, as the video below I borrowed from a Facebook post by Antony Alex Sunab Bagalue graphically and dramatically portrays.


We’re Not Alone

Take heart, however, as we were not and are not alone in our rogue behavior.  The Gods were with us and walked among us in ages past, and I believe that some of them have returned and walk among us today.

There’s GMO in our historic past

Graham Hancock’s Fingerprints Of The Gods and Magicians Of The Gods detail his exhaustive research into the ancient history of the planet and human civilization. He writes of the “Shining Ones” and the “Watchers” who walked the earth before and after the cataclysms and upheavals and went about to restore their “Garden of the Gods” they knew on Atlantis before it sank into the ocean waters.  He also writes of the “fallen watchers” who were responsible for breaking our connection with the Creator, reversing their polarity in the Lord God Creator and falling into lustful response to their creation. They became centered in their external creation and how they were able to manipulate it through genetic modifications. We are still doing that today.

We learn from the sixth chapter of Genesis that the “sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose. . . . There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, and the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.” 

But that’s another story, too complex and profound for a blog. In a word, Spiritual Man had become physical man and his creations were wiped off the face of the earth in a Deluge. What followed the Deluge begins with this oft-quoted line in Genesis: “But Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord.  And we know the rest of the story, which I’ve been writing about these last few posts. Noah was one of these “Shining Ones” along with several others who went forth after the Deluge to repopulate the human race and to restore civilization, if possible to the “First Time” before we fell from grace and stature and were expelled from the Garden of Eden. As I wrote about in the previous post, that task proved futile. Cosmic factors had changed.  Access to the fruit of the Biblical “Tree of Life” was barred to fallen man.

The Messiah’s Appearance Before Jesus?

Graham Hancock cites other Shining Ones and legendary stories of floods similar to Noah’s Deluge from all over the globe. There was Osiris, thought to be a group of deities who brought ancient technology to help restart civilization in Egypt and throughout the East. Then there were Viracocha and Quetzalcoatl, the civilizing deities of the Andes and of Central America. Viracocha’s Christlike spirit and his mission have an uncanny resemblance to those of Jesus:

He Came in a Time of Chaos

Through all the ancient legends of the peoples of the Andes stalked a tall, bearded, pale-skinned figure wrapped in a cloak of secrecy. And though he was known by many different names in many different places he was always recognizably the same figure: Viracocha, Foam of the Sea, a master of science and magic who wielded terrible weapons and who came in a time of chaos to set the world to rights.

The same basic story was shared in many variants by all the peoples of the Andean region. It began with a vivid description of a terrifying period when the earth had been inundated by a great flood and plunged into darkness by the disappearance of the sun. Society had fallen into disorder, and the people suffered much hardship. Then there suddenly appeared, coming from the south, a white man of large stature and authoritative demeanour. This man had such great power that he changed the hills into valleys and from the valleys made great hills, causing streams to flow from the living stone …

The early Spanish chronicler who recorded this tradition explained that it had been told to him by the Indians he had traveled among on his journeys in the Andes:

And they heard it from their fathers, who in their turn had it from the old songs which were handed down from very ancient times … They say that this man traveled along the highland route to the north, working marvels as he went and that they never saw him again. They say that in many places he gave men instructions how they should live, speaking to them with great love and kindness and admonishing them to be good and to do no damage or injury one to another, but to love one another and show charity to all. In most places they name him Ticci Viracocha ….

Other names applied to the same figure included Huaracocha, Con, Con Ticci or Kon Tiki, Thunupa, Taapac, Tupaca and Illa. He was a scientist, an architect of surpassing skills, a sculptor and an engineer: “He caused terraces and fields to be formed on the steep sides of ravines, and sustaining walls to rise up and support them. He also made irrigating channels to flow … and he went in various directions, arranging many things.”

Viracocha was also a teacher and a healer and made himself helpful to people in need. It was said that wherever he passed, he healed all that were sick and restored sight to the blind. This gentle, civilizing, ‘superhuman’, samaritan had another side to his nature, however. If his life were threatened, as it seems to have been on several occasions, he had the weapon of heavenly fire at his disposal:

Working great miracles by his words, he came to the district of the Canas and there, near a village called Cacha … the people rose up against him and threatened to stone him. They saw him sink to his knees and raise his hands to heaven as if beseeching aid in the peril which beset him. The Indians declare that thereupon they saw fire in the sky which seemed all around them. Full of fear, they approached him whom they had intended to kill and besought him to forgive them … Presently they saw that the fire was extinguished at his command, though stones were consumed by fire in such wise that large blocks could be lifted by hand as if they were cork. They narrate further that, leaving the place where this occurred, he came to the coast and there, holding his mantle, he went forth amidst the waves and was seen no more. And as he went they gave him the name Viracocha, which means ‘Foam of the Sea’….

Other descriptions, collected from many different and widely separated Andean peoples, all seemed to identify the same enigmatic individual. According to one he was: A bearded man of medium height dressed in a rather long cloak … He was past his prime, with grey hair, and lean. He walked with a staff and addressed the natives with love, calling them his sons and daughters. As he traversed all the land he worked miracles. He healed the sick by touch. He spoke every tongue even better than the natives. They called him Thunupa or Tarpaca, Viracocha-rapacha or Pachaccan …

Was he a Messiah? Or perhaps a shaman? Whatever he was, he brought a design for living on earth to mankind, indicating that there is a divine design for a “New Jerusalem” that is wont to come down from God out of Heaven. But it will not bypass human consciousness and somehow magically appear on the earth. The Divine Design for life on Earth comes down from God out of heaven by means of Human Beings, our bodies, minds and hearts. And from what we hear from those who have gone to heaven and back, heaven sounds like a beautiful place to live.

As above so below can be our experience as we would turn away – the literal meaning of repent – from our polarity in externals below and return to our centering in God above and within us; in love for the Lord our God and for one another. The time is right and the conditions in our solar system and galaxy are ripe for a radical transformational shift for Earth and for Humanity.  In true perspective, we rightly are above the earth and the planetary solar system in the sky above and around the earth. And there is the Heaven that is above us populated by Beings of Light whose pleasure it is to give us the Kingdom of Heaven on earth. As a friend put it recently, that radical shift awaits …

... the emergence of a level of consciousness not externally centered but able to coordinate with the creative pulsations of spirit in the moment with a sense of solar and planetary patterns affording a creative field for right action and for right action’s sake.

This, I know, is happening in our day and on our watch. Until my next post then,

Be love. Be loved.


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Loving the “Lord thy God”

What does loving the “Lord thy God” entail? What does it mean to love God with all of one’s heart, and with all of one’s mind, and with all of one’s strength? A deeper question yet: Who is the “Lord thy God”?  If this is the first and great commandment – which, presumably, precedes the second one that commands we love our neighbor as our self – then it seems important, even essential, that we know what the first commandment means and entails.

For me – the only one I can speak for – it entails coming to know oneness with the Lord that I am and identifying with my divine Self.  It hasn’t always been that way with me. I was brought up to believe that God was separate from who I am.  I developed a strong pattern of love response for this image of God that I had fabricated in my mind based on what I was taught in my youth: that God was separate from me, up in His heaven, and so I prayed to and came to love this God with all of my heart and all of my mind and with all of my strength.  While it felt good and lifted my consciousness up a bit to love some divine being who is supposedly much greater than me, it really never felt honest, nor complete. I always felt that I was being attracted to something or someone outside of myself, “up there” somewhere.

Awakening to the truth of the matter was galvanizing for me. There is no one “up there” outside of myself. There is only who and what I Am here and now.  In the Biblical story of Moses’s encounter with God on Mount Sinai – or Jehovah as God was known to the Israelites – when Moses asked God for his name, God answered “I AM THAT I AM.” God is the Essence of existence in all forms of life. He is the I AM is all things living, including human beings. That is your and my identity as one made in the image and likeness of God, a son or daughter of God. It is the identity of each one of us as individual expressions of God. Accept it. BE it and love it with all of your heart, mind and strength. Give it expression in your daily living in acts of kindness and appreciation. Then you cannot but love your neighbor as your very Self because your neighbor is your very Self.

The truth is simple. We are divine beings incarnate in human forms. Why have we made it so complicated in our theological doctrines and religious dogmas?  Perhaps it is because you can’t sell the truth.  You can only sell doctrines and dogmas as truth, which makes them mere beliefs in and about the truth. When one comes to know the truth one is set free from his or her beliefs and moves beyond them into the experience of one’s true divine Self: one with God, one with neighbor, one with All.  So is it. So let it be.

Be love. Be loved.


Finding Self in Another

“Destiny is not a matter of chance; it is a matter of choice.”                                                                                                    –William Jennings Bryan

Have you ever experienced a moment, perhaps while meditating or reading a book, when the big picture flashed in front of your mind’s eye for just a split second and it was so big that you were at a loss to find words to even begin to describe what you are seeing?  Well, I’m having such a moment now, and I will take up the challenge to find the words that adequately, if only partially, convey the vision that is currently out-picturing itself in my tiny little mind.

The kernel of truth in this vision of the big picture that jumps out at me is that we can find ourselves only in one another, because it’s in another human being that we have a window through which to peer into and connect with the Whole of which we are a part. And it’s how I treat the one right next to me that determines whether that window stays open or closes.

I have come to realize this truth right here in this little house on Bilbo Street, where, in my ageing years, I find myself, by choice and well as chance, living closely with another human being, a person whom I invited some sixteen years ago to be my wife and traveling companion for the rest of our shared journey here on Earth.  It is here with her that I have come to know more fully and completely what it means to love another as my Self, and that love can only be unconditional – naturally so. I could not have any conditions placed upon how I love my Self. It’s impossible even from an egotistical standpoint and much more from an angelic standpoint of authenticity as a Self-realized human being.  The essence of the truth of love is its unconditional nature, and the truth of love is oneness.


Yes, if you’ve been following my blogs, you can tell that I’m reading another book that is giving me yet another window through which to peer into the world through the eyes of another author, this time through the eyes of world-renown lecturer, scientist, and prolific author, Gregg Braden. His book of 2011 is DEEP TRUTH.  And, of course, like most books I’ve read and written about lately, this one, in my humble opinion, is another “must read” for everyone on the planet.

As a side note – though not so incidental to this post – I picked up Braden’s book at a friend and colleague’s house up in Denver, Colorado while attending to him as he completed his earthly journey of service to his fellow wayfarers.  I took the book home with me as a memento, along with a portrait of the developer of our chiropractic profession, Dr. B.J. Palmer (BJ), that was painted by a mutual friend, Frank Brown.  At the bottom of this portrait, the artist inscribed a famous quote that has stayed with me since my college days:

We never know how far reaching something we may think, say or do today will affect the lives of millions tomorrow.  It is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness. Get the idea, all else will follow.

BJ called it “The Big Idea.”  The big idea throughout Braden’s book is that we are One People who share one small, almost insignificant planet, in a vast cosmos along with billions of other incarnate beings – or is it rather One Being incarnate in billions of humans — and we’ve been doing this for a much larger period of time than we’ve been taught in high-school history class, the story line and poignant message of Gregg Braden’s book.

According to the author’s exhaustive research over his twenty-plus years as a scientist and discoverer of the “deep truth” weaving human civilizations together as one people, our history as a species dates back to pre-ice-age eras and encompasses the rise and fall of many civilizations far more advanced than our own.  His moral message is that unless we remember our past mistakes that led to the collapse of our numerous attempts to create a truly civil way of living together, we are condemned to repeat them – an idea, first put forward by philosopher George Santayana (1863 – 1952), whose time has come to our generation for serious consideration, for our days are numbered.

Groundhog Day

The kernel of Gregg’s message is summarized in the following paragraph, a paragraph that gave rise to the vision of the Big Picture that flashed across the window of my mind:

Like a real-life Groundhog Day (the 1993 motion picture where Bill Murray plays a man caught in a single day of his life that repeats dozens of times until he recognizes the moment when his choice can break the cycle and change the outcome, our understanding of how our ancestors responded to cycles of crises in the past may offer us the opportunity to choose wisely before we make the same kinds of mistakes that led to the collapse of great early civilizations.

I had never seen this message in the movie itself, but it’s there to see, intentionally or not, when we back away from our immediate surroundings and our personal stories and take a glimpse at the larger picture – a long glimpse.

The choice Bill Murray’s character had to make was an internal one, which alone could break the spell of living the same day over and over.  After doing everything imaginable in his outer lifestyle to break the spell, all to no avail, he one day woke up with the “big idea” that he could love the people in his life and his work, including the woman who was his partner in news-reporting, a woman whom he had womanized as a typical male seeking self-gratification.  He finally broke through the veil of his own selfish, self-centered preoccupation and began seeing her for who she was, someone whom he could love and with whom he could find meaning and purpose for his life.  When he finally broke through and made that internal choice – to love another human being as much as he loved himself and to treat others with respect and compassion, which he began doing – a new day dawned.

To relate this to the theme of the groundhog story, although in a converse way, when he saw his own shadow and made a choice to change the way he was looking at the world, his winter of endless repetitive days came to an end as he awakened to a New Day.

Gregg Braden’s book offers us a new and more comprehensive view of our world and of our past.  It starts by unlearning our history so that we can see and learn what actually occurred in our past that brought us to naught so many times in our endeavors to create a lasting civilization. He ends this particular chapter by posing these questions:

To think this way leads to new questions that we owe it to ourselves to answer:

  • What can we learn from the collapsed civilizations of the past that may help us avoid in our time the mistakes they made in theirs?
  • Where are we in H. G. Wells’s “race” between learning about the past and catastrophe?

I will end on that note for us all to ponder.  Until my next post,

Be love. Be loved.


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Your Heart was Made for Love

The question I ask myself is “To what do I lend my heart?”

In response to an article posted on Facebook yesterday, written by Michael Krieger, entitled “Americans are Rapidly Sinking into Madness,” I submitted these comments — which I’ve edited a bit here for clarification and impetus. As a sub-heading to his article, Michael offered this quote from an anonymous author: “THOSE WHOM THE GODS WISH TO DESTROY THEY FIRST MAKE MAD” Michael writes:

While I’m only in control of my own behavior, this doesn’t mean that the behavior of others is irrelevant to my life. Unfortunately, what I see happening to the population of America right now seems very troublesome and foreboding. What I’m witnessing across the board is hordes of people increasingly separating themselves into weird, unthinking cults. Something appears to have snapped in our collective consciousness, and many individuals I used to respect (on both sides of the political spectrum) are becoming disturbingly polarized and hysterical. People are rapidly morphing into radicalized mental patients.

My comments:

Great Article. Thanks Michael. Deepak Chopra made what I feel is an accurate appraisal of Donald Trump’s eruption into the political arena, and the media, sounding a tone of hate and discontent that resonated with at least some forty-plus percent of the voting public. In an interview he said that Trump’s violent eruption into the arena of politics threw open the proverbial “lid on the Id” of the mass-unconscious unleashing a current of vomit from out of this bottomless pit of past trauma to the human psyche.

The Mayans also spoke of evil spirits taking over human beings and making them mad during the end of the Long-count Calendar when the solar system moves into a heightened band of energy emanating from the core of our Milky Way galaxy. The intensification of cosmic electromagnetic energy has increased the vibrational frequency of everyone and everything on Earth and throughout the solar system, setting into action patterns of human behavior that have for many centuries lain dormant in human consciousness.

It’s all about energy, isn’t it? Just like the Cymatic images Hans Jenny brought to us some years back demonstrate, the pace and beat of the dance of life on Earth has quickened and the form of things has suddenly changed.  Nothing is the same, including, and especially, human behavior.

Some dance to the drum-beat and frequencies of hate and fear, while others dance to the rhythms of the music of joy and celebration. It all depends on what these eruptions out of hell, if you will, find in one’s heart to resonate.  What do Donald Trump’s words and spirit find in my heart that moves me to reaction?

I recall something the Master Jesus is reported to have said about the spirit of this world coming and finding nothing in him – nothing in his heart that resonated with the world’s vibration. Deepak himself confessed that, much to his surprise, Trump’s energy touched a chord of fear in his own heart. This is life altering for everyone and everything on Earth. No one or thing is safe or exempt from this fire erupting from out of the mass-unconscious since Trump opened his mouth in the presidential debates of 2016. And, though clothed in words of hate and discontent, these heated currents are driven by the purifying fire of love itself cleansing the heart of humanity of vile patterns of hateful behavior and painful memories of past trauma. I say let the purification continue in the fire of love. It’s all love in action moving all matter through a process of transformation. Let the furnace heat up seven times hotter than is it wont to be heated so that all of the residue of our past failures to dance to the music and Tone of Love are burned up, and the energy holding them in form returned to the creative purposes of Life on Earth. It’s all good.

As a friend and colleague in the field of energy healing once wrote: “Nothing is wrong. Everything matters.”

I know that my heart was made for love’s expression. I learned this lesson the hard way by lending my heart to hate and anger, and it began to fail me. I soon found myself under the surgeon’s knife for a bypass operation. Aptly, it is called “open-heart surgery.” Hate closes and hardens the heart. Mine had wisely closed to the damaging currents of hate and resentment, which I insisted on harboring and expressing in words toward friends whom I had imagined had become my enemies. My surgery woke me up to what I had been doing for a couple of years.  I began to repent, literally turn around, and start channeling once again the sweet currents of love and forgiveness.  Life returned to my body and color to my face, which had begun to show signs of premature ageing.  I began to see the ones whom I had once hated in a new light.  I began to love them and it felt so good. So, I know first hand, that my heart was made for love and not for hate or anger.

As Deepak Chopra indicated in that interview, the lid is off the “Id” of the mass-unconscious and all hell has broken loose. Will I let these vile currents of hate and discontent, now loose in the world, flow through my heart and mind to move me to express hatred and anger, or harbor fear?  Or will I stay my heart and hold my tongue to allow the heat to build up inside and bring on the pressure needed for me to make a change in the way I look at what’s happening in the world — not through the eyes of the human ego that sees a world in turmoil threatening its comfort and very survival, but rather through the eyes of the angel incarnate in these human capacities, the One that I truly am, who sees a world being cleansed of corruption and degradation in the fires of purification and transformation?

Will I let the vomit erupting from out of the impure heart of humanity — which in reality is the Heart of God — spew through my mouth when I speak of these worldly events with my friends and neighbors, or on social media?  From a purely personal standpoint, it’s not worth it. My heart, my mind and my body deserve better use than this. Let my heart be purified in the fire of love and find its way back to peace. My mind will then remain sane and my body at ease and available for the dance of Life.

Madness is what happens when the heart chokes off the life-giving water of the truth of love that alone makes us whole, the definition of sanity.

Thank you for sharing my thoughts and aspirations. I welcome your thoughts in the comment feature. Unill my next post, then,

be love. Be loved.


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Hunger for Meaning

“…the greatest hunger of all, is the hunger for meaning.”

“The Bushmen in the Kalahari Desert talk about the two “hungers”. There is the Great Hunger and there is the Little Hunger. The Little Hunger wants food for the belly; but the Great Hunger, the greatest hunger of all, is the hunger for meaning…
There is ultimately only one thing that makes human beings deeply and profoundly bitter, and that is to have thrust upon them a life without meaning.

There is nothing wrong in searching for happiness. But of far more comfort to the soul is something greater than happiness or unhappiness, and that is meaning. Because meaning transfigures all. Once what you are doing has for you meaning, it is irrelevant whether you’re happy or unhappy. You are content – you are not alone in your Spirit – you belong.” –Laurens van der Post (Photograph of Sir Laurens Van Der Post, with a Bushman in the Kalahari Desert.)

A friend posted this on Facebook this morning and it resonated with what I have been thinking deeply about this week in the wake of my grandson’s graduation from High School last month up in Ashland, Oregon. I sent him my blessing in a letter in which I offered a few morsels of wisdom and insight into life. I wrote

As your paternal grandfather, I bestow upon you the blessings of your forefathers and mine. With this blessing comes the responsibility to be fruitful in your life. Your life will bear fruit as you pursue what it is you love doing that also serves and benefits others, and you have plenty of examples and role models in your immediate family of fruitful living. You can look to them, to us, for guidance along the way at any time. I am available to you for as long as I am present in this world.

Throughout my life and professional career as a holistic practitioner, I have found much meaning in serving others. The meaning of my entire life has been in serving others. It has been for me as though there are no “others” but only One being with many diverse and colorful faces, of which I am but one such expression. As I gave to others I was giving to myself. For me, there is no greater meaning one can find in life than giving of oneself in service to others.

Lead forth with Spirit

Further on in my letter I offered this assurance and encouragement to my grandson:

You are 18 now, and that number resolves to a 9 in numerology. Nine is the symbol of a completed cycle bringing forth. The circle on top represents the cycle completed, and the line coming down from the circle represents the One you are coming forth into your world to begin a new cycle, a new day. What you will create in this next cycle is entirely up to you. You have all that you need in yourself to achieve your presence in this world and to bring forth your gift. Always remember that Life provides for your needs at all times. All you need do is ask and you will receive from within; seek and you will find what you are looking for; knock and the way will open up before you. Just keep moving and your life will take form as you go forward. Lead forth with your spirit. All else will follow. . . .

Spirit. How many youngsters graduating from our scholastic institutions come away with an awareness of the importance of their spirit? “Lead forth with my spirit? You’ve got to be kidding. It’s my education that will get me what I want and need out of life: success, money, identity and meaning.”  That’s what we were taught, and look where it’s got us.  Mark Twain had a way of saying things that made people think: “I have never let my schooling interfere with my education.”  The school of life is the one that matters, and one lives with or without a higher education.  Spiritual education matters most. As we lead forth with our spirit, with our hearts through which spirit works, our minds with their concepts and ideas will follow to help in providing form for our dreams and aspirations born of spirit. But it’s spirit, vibration, that shapes our worlds.

The word education has the Latin root Educare which means to draw forth.  What is there to be drawn forth by our teachers? Obviously that which is already there within the student: genius, creativity, something that’s new and unique, that’s not yet been given or seen! Something the world is waiting for and for which the times are ripe! Something that will make a difference in the world.

When our older son was setting out to make his life, he told me he just wanted to make a difference in the world. And so he has indeed. He didn’t go to college either. For as long as I’ve known him, he has led forth with his beautiful and creative spirit and zest for life. He is truly, and in every practical way, the light of his world. And his world gathered around him in rich abundance, pressed down and running over. Our younger son is having the same experience in his life. “Stuff” has a way of coming to those who love what they are doing in life, and in good measure and balance.

You see, the world is nothing but coagulated energy, made of light and sound vibrating at a myriad of frequencies. Energy is vibration and vibration shapes our worlds. The vibration of the light of love originates in spirit and is an attractive energy that draws substance together in a cohesive whole. The vibrations of greed and competition, on the other hand, originate in ego and are dissipating energies that require great effort in order to hold onto the stuff one accumulates to fill one’s world and hopefully give one a sense of meaning and value. Only it doesn’t. Meaning and value are not to be derived from stuff. They are inherent within our very being. We are human beings not human doings. Our meaning and value is in who we are as creators and not in what we do and create in our lives — and the nature of our meaning and value has very much to do with the times and places in which we were each placed.

We were made for these times and this place!

I said this in my letter to my grandson that I hope will give set him in search for his meaning:

And remember to give thanks in all things, no matter how hectic and turbulent things may get – and they will. Just keep looking up and, like the proverbial bar of soap, you will go up when squeezed. You can handle whatever comes to you, for you were made precisely for these times.

I am proud of you for simply being who you are, for who and what you are is enough. Always remember that. You are enough. As you mature spiritually, you will come to discover and reveal your Higher Self, that which we all seek to know more fully: our Self. But for now, you are enough. Now, go forth and shine your sweet and beautiful light, your unique gift to us all and to the world. You are the light of your world. Shine brightly so that you can see the way before you.

A wise teacher once said “It is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.” We live in dark times, but it doesn’t help any to complain about them. We were each and every one of us made precisely and purposefully for these times. It doesn’t take a college education or a degree to see what is needed in our times. Should we need a reminder, we have the Peace Prayer of St. Francis to revisit from time to time. I’ll leave you with it.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.

O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Just reading this prayer ignites and fans a flame in the heart. “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.” Yes! There is genuine meaning and purpose in these words. May they be a light in the world unto our young boys and girls of this new generation who face greater challenges than I know I did when I graduated from high school and college a few decades ago. God bless them each one and keep them safe.

Until my next post,

Be love. Be loved


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The Prayer of Jesus – Abwoon

My Chorale PicI have always had a peculiar feeling of resistance when I hear the words “In Jesus’ name we pray,” with which preachers end their prayers – mostly Protestant and Baptist preachers, as rarely if ever have I heard Catholic priests utter these words. It just doesn’t ring true to me as something required of us in order to connect with God the Father in prayer. Jesus himself instructed that when we pray we should enter into our closet and pray directly to the Father in secret.

Now, I think I know the source of this tradition. Somewhere in the Biblical account of Jesus’ public ministry, he is recorded by the Evangelists as having indicated that “No one comes to the Father except through me.” He is also recorded as saying “Whatever you ask of the Father in my name, he will give it to you.” Later on the Catholic Church made it a dogma that states unequivocally that no one comes to the Father except through the Son.

Now, in the Aramaic tongue, which Jesus spoke, the word for name is shem, which means shimmer or vibration.  When someone is said to “come in the name of the Lord,” in Aramaic it means one who comes in the tone or vibration of love, love being the shem of Jesus, the Lord of Love. So, to ask the Father “in my name” is to ask in love, not to get something from God but to give something to God, namely glory, as well as to give something to one’s world, namely creative action.

When Jesus was teaching his disciples how to pray, he gave them what has come to be known the world around as “The Lord’s Prayer.” Interestingly, this prayer does not end with the words “In Jesus’ name we pray.” Nor does it begin with words invoking the Father through Jesus’ name.  According to the record, Jesus instructed “When you pray, pray thus: “Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name…etc.”  Then it ends with these words – which, for some peculiar reason, the Catholic version of this prayer omits: “For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever. Amen.” (Matt. 6:9-13)

Jesus instructed his disciples to address the Father directly, and not as his Father but as “Our Father.” This leaves me with the impression that someone put a spin on this Gospel text. It seems they put words into Jesus’ mouth when they wrote the Gospels that have been handed down to us by Catholic theologians at the Council of Nicea. As we saw in previous posts, the Council of Nicea was convened by the pagan Emperor Constantine in the fourth century after Jesus (325 AD).  This was when the Catholic Church was created along with the dogmas that were to be taught and upheld by all Christians.

This was also likely when the phrase “In Jesus’ name” was owned and capitalized on by the Church, which in essence decreed that the only way to God was through the Church and its priesthood. This really does reveal the Judaic roots of Christianity. Judaism had its High Priest who alone was permitted to enter the Holy of Hollies in the Jewish temple. No one came to the God of Abraham except through the High Priest of the Temple. Direct communication with God by the layman was taught and believed to simply not be available. Yet, we have Jesus’ words instructing us to address the Father directly when we pray. I find this most interesting.

Where was Mother God?

What also strikes me as peculiar is the absence of the Divine Feminine, Mother God, in this prayer as it was translated from the original Aramaic text into the English language — and I may step on some patriarchal toes here. From my studies of the original Aramaic prayer of Jesus, I learned that the first word of this prayer, Abwoon, invokes both Father and Mother God, and the word for kingdom, malkuthakh, is a feminine word which means queendom and not kingdom. So, let’s have a closer look into the nature and purpose of this prayer of Jesus, which actually has ancient roots. It was a prayer that was used to initiate a new cycle of creative venture.

The Aramaic language is a sound-based language as distinguished from the meaning-based English language, so that in simply voicing this prayer out loud, one sends forth in his or her creative field energetic frequencies that begin to establish a new vibrational terrain – which we can call a “new heaven” – for the creation of something entirely new – which we can call a “new earth.” So, let’s have a look at each line of this Aramaic Prayer of Jesus.

The Aramaic Prayer of Jesus

As I said, Aramaic is a sound-based, rather than meaning-based, language. So, it really can’t be translated literally word for word. When spoken or chanted, however, it carries our spirit forth to accomplish absolutely that which we intend.  Above all, it sends our Word before us to clear the path upon which we are about to embark of all the clutter of yesterday’s successes and failures. It literally renews the path of our life’s journey so that something new may unfold that’s not a repetition of the past.

The invocation itself creates sacred space for the Great Spirit of Father/Mother God to enter and be with us as we initiate a new cycle. Praying this particular Prayer of Jesus helps us to enter his shem, or vibration, which, as I’ve said, is the vibration of love itself.  Love is, after all, the true path upon which we are to embark in co-creating and re-creating our worlds. We hereby set our direction and our intention and open our hearts to receive the sacred energy from Father God and the substantive provision from Mother God’s Queendom we will need to create and re-create our worlds. We do this in the name — the vibration, the shem — of the Creator,  as in the phrase “Hallowed be thy name.” Holy – and wholly encompassing of the All – is the vibration of the Creator of all things in the Universe.

Now, although the Aramaic words cannot really be translated literally, the vibration of the words of this prayer have a certain and specific quality that stirs a corresponding resonance in the “void” of the undifferentiated strata of creative dust out of which all forms are made. The following is one possible “translation” of this Aramaic prayer of Jesus offered by Sufi murshid  (senior scholar) Neil Douglas-Klotzl, from which I personally leaned to articulate the Aramaic words of this prayer.  I will give the Aramaic words followed by his translation. For a vocal rendition of this prayer, see the video on my December 26th , 2016 post.

Abwoon d’bwashmaya – O Breathing Life (or Father-Mother God)

Nethqadash shmakh – your Name (vibration) shines everywhere!

Teytey malkuthakh – Release a space to plant your Presence here. (Or: Let thy Queendom come now! is another possible translation).

Nehwey sebyanach aykanna – Envision your “I Can” now.

d’bwashmaya aph b’arah – Embody your desire in every light and form.

Hawvlan lachma d’sunqanan yaomana. – Grow through me this moment’s bread and wisdom.

Washboqlan khaubayn (wakhtahayn) aykana daph khnan shbwoqan I’khayyabayn.

Untie the knots of failure binding me, as I release the strands I hold of others’ faults.

Wela tahlan l’ nesyuna Ela patzan min bisha. – Help me to not forget my Source, yet free me from not being in the Present.

Metol dilakhie malkutha, wahayla, wateshbukhta l’ ahlam almin. – From you arises every vision, power, and song, from gathering to gathering.

Ameyn. – Amen: may my future actions grow from here!

There are a few other possible translations of the Aramaic Prayer of Jesus, which one can find on the WEB. They all essentially convey the same intention.

What opened my understanding and piqued my interest in this prayer is the expressed purpose for vocalizing it. In this prayer, as I said earlier, we have two invocations: one to Father God and another to Mother God. The invocation to Father God is to bring into one’s creative space the vibration of Creative Power. The invocation to Mother God is to bring into one’s creative space from out of her cornucopia, her “horn of plenty,” the provision needed to give form to one’s creative Word.

But the magic of this prayer is to be known as one takes the position of praying as God rather than to God; in other words, as a co-creator with Father/Mother God, rather than petitioning God to give me something I need in my life, something we are told by the Teacher that our Father in Heaven already knows. We pray our needs into existence rather than asking God to fill our needs for us. We do this in love but also as Love speaking the command “Let it be according to my Word.”

In Biblical words, we may say “Behold I create” – and I take full responsibility for my creation – starting with the most immediate creation and world of my physical body and temple — staying with it for as long as it exists and the substance that gave it form totally disintegrates and returns to the undifferentiated substance of creation – my world, my creation, my responsibility.

The rest of the prayer embodies and articulates a process of clearing one’s slate, so-to-speak, of all past experiences, both the good and the bad, the successes and the failures, one’s virtuous deeds along with one’s “sins” of the past, especially those “trespasses” that one has made upon others’ space, but also those that others have made upon one’s own space. “Untie the knots that bind me,” to others by reason of my judgments of them, and vice versa that bind others to me by their judgments of me. In other words, I release all things that may hold me back from pursuing my dreams and current creative imaginings. Then it ends with the command, “Let my future actions grow from here.” Or, in the words of Captain Picard, “Make it so!”

One can learn to articulate the Aramaic Prayer of Jesus is just a few weeks with the help of Neil Douglas-Klotz’s audio cassette tapes available from I learned it and could say it from memory in just two months and it stays fresh in my memory for instant recall. The Aramaic words seemed like deja vu to my tongue. I highly recommend it to my friends and blog followers.

The Lord’s Prayer

Here is a more timely version of The Lord’s Prayer, perhaps more current with the times and with the spiritual awakening underway in human consciousness. It was penned by Lord Martin Exeter, a British lord from the United Kingdom — who was also my spiritual mentor for some twenty years.

I am in heaven. The revelation of myself is holy. My kingdom comes because I am here. My will is done in earth because my will is done in heaven.  I give the bread of life in each moment of my living on earth.

I forgive, and that forgiveness is received by those who share the spirit of forgiveness. I lead no one into tribulation, but deliver all evil into the creative cycle.

For mine is the kingdom present on earth because I am present on earth. Mine is the creative power of the Word. And mine is the glory which results, shining round about, to be reflected by the world which I create.

So, with that I will say Adieu and, until my next post,

Be love. Be loved.


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The “Jesus of Faith” Vs the “Jesus of History” – part 5:2 The Crucifixion Plot

I remember when I was fourteen and studying for the Catholic priesthood kneeling in front of a large carved image of Jesus hanging on a cross above the altar in the chapel and struggling to get in touch with feelings of guilt and sorrow for my sins, sins for which this man is said to have died an ignominious death. I was actually able to bring myself to sorrowful tears of repentance. Such memories serve me today as motivation to write about the deception that has been created and maintained for two-thousand years by the Catholic Church and by Christianity in general.  I truly believe that, if Jesus were to come back today, he would have all the crucifixes taken down and destroyed. It is his life of love and compassion, his “good news” about the Kingdom of Heaven being right at hand, that I believe he wished to be remembered by and not his crucifixion.

That said, I would like to share religious historian Michael Baigent’s perspectives on the crucifixion of Jesus from his controversial book The Jesus Papers – Exposing the Greatest Cover-Up in History. The chapter heading from which the excerpts are taken, “SURVIVING THE CRUCIFIXION,” speaks for itself.

Jesus’ crucifixion was politically motivated, and Jesus was well aware of the political reality of the time. The main contention between the Jews and the Romans was their refusal to pay taxes. This played a pivotal role in both Jesus’ betrayal by the Zealots, as well as in a survival plot orchestrated by Pontius Pilate himself. I’ll let Michael Baigent detail his scenario.

If the Sadducee priesthood wanted to be rid of Jesus because they saw him as a messiah and a threat to their power, and if the Zealots too, for different reasons, wanted to be rid of Jesus, then word of this would have reached Pilate. And this intelligence would have put him in a very difficult position. Pilate was Rome’s official representative in Judaea, and Rome’s main argument with the Jews was that they declined to pay their tax to Caesar. Yet here was a leading Jew — the legitimate king no less — telling his people to pay the tax. How could Pilate try, let alone condemn, such a man who, on the face of it, was supporting Roman policy? Pilate would himself be charged with dereliction of duty should he proceed with the condemnation of such a supporter.

The New Testament represents “the Jews” as baying for Jesus’s blood. And this apparent guilt of the Jews stuck for millennia — it was only acknowledged as fraudulent by the Vatican and excised from the teachings as late as 1960. But as should now be clear, it was not “the Jews” in general who were calling for Jesus’s arrest and execution, but the militant Zealots, those who hated the Romans and would sacri­fice even one of their own for their political aims. In the scenario presented here, Pilate would have found himself in a serious dilemma: to keep the peace he had to try, condemn, and execute a Jew who was supporting Rome but whose existence was causing public disorder, the flames of which were being fanned by the disgruntled Zealots. Pilate needed to try to square the circle on this; he desperately needed a deal.

And the deal, I suggest, was this: that he try Jesus and condemn him as a political agitator, thus appeasing the Zealots, who threatened widespread disorder. This was the last thing Pilate needed on his watch, especially since he was aware that he was falling out of favor with the Roman authorities. But while he condemned Jesus and had to go through with the required sentence of crucifixion, he could not dare have it reported to Rome that Jesus had actually died. So Pilate took steps to ensure that Jesus would survive. He spoke with a member of the Sanhedrin and friend of Jesus, the wealthy Joseph of Arimathea.

Technically, how could a crucifixion have been faked? Just how could Jesus have survived? Was it possible at all to survive a crucifix­ion of any length of time?

Crucifixion was not so much an execution as a torturing to death. The procedure was very simple: the victim was tied, hanging to the crossbar, while his feet were supported on a block at the base of the cross. His feet were also usually tied at the block, although at least one example recovered by archaeologists reveals that a nail might be driven through each ankle. The weight of the hanging body made breathing very difficult and could be managed only by constantly pushing upwards with the legs and feet to relieve the tension in the chest. Eventually, of course, weariness and weakness overcame the ability to keep pushing. When this happened, the body slumped, breathing became impossible, and the crucified person died — by as­phyxiation. This was reckoned to take about three days.

As an act of mercy — only the brutal Romans could come up with such a definition — the legs of the victim were often broken and so deprived of any strength whatsoever to maintain the weight of the body.  The body would drop, and death by asphyxiation rapidly followed. We can see this in the New Testament. John reports that the legs of the two Zealots crucified beside Jesus were broken, but when they came to break Jesus’s legs, “he was dead already” (John 19:31-33).

On a side note, a statement in the Koran, “They did not crucify him,” could be translated as “They did not cause his death on the cross.” More relevant is the teachings of a heretical Egyptian Gnostic that Jesus had been substituted by Simon of Cyrene on his way to Golgatha and died in Jesus’ stead.

But if Jesus survived without being substituted, how could it have happened? Hugh Schonfield, in his The Passover Plot, suggests that Jesus was drugged — sedated on the cross such that he appeared dead but could be revived later, after he had been taken down. This is by no means such a wild idea, and it has received a sympathetic hearing. For example, in a television program on the crucifixion broadcast by the BBC in 2004 called Did Jesus Die? Elaine Pagels referred to Schonfield’s book, which, she noted, suggested that Jesus “had been sedated on the cross; that he was removed quite early and therefore could well have survived.” And, she concluded, “that’s certainly a possibility?”

The hypothesis forwarded was that Jesus was drugged with a sponge soaked in a sedative mixture of opium and other compounds such as belladonna and hashish when he cried out “I thirst.” Vinegar would have revived him whereas the drink from the sponge apparently caused him to die. Such a drug concoction, which was available and used in the Middle East for medical procedures, would have rendered Jesus unconscious and therefore spared much of the trauma and mental anguish crucifixion surely inflicted upon him. Then there was the incident of the spear thrust into Jesus’ side, not his heart or vital organ, where it is reported that blood and water poured out, indicating that Jesus was still alive.

All that remained then was for Jesus to be taken down from the cross, apparently lifeless but in reality unconscious, and taken to a private tomb where medicines could be used to revive him. He would then be whisked away from the scene. And this is precisely what is described in the Gospels: Luke (23:53) and Mark (15:46) report that Jesus was placed in a new tomb nearby. Matthew (27:6) adds that the tomb was owned by the wealthy and influential Joseph of Arimathea. John (19:41-42), who generally gives us so many extra details, adds that there was a garden around this tomb, implying that the grounds were privately owned, perhaps also by Joseph of Arimathea.

John also stresses that Jesus was taken down quickly and put into this new tomb. Then, in a very curious addition, he reports that Joseph of Arimathea and a colleague, Nicodemus, visited the tomb during the night and brought with them a very large amount of spices: myrrh and aloes (John 19:39). These, it is true, could be used simply as a perfume, but there could be another equally plausible explana­tion. Both substances have a medicinal use – most notably, myrrh has been used as an aid to stop bleeding. Neither drug is known to have a role in embalming dead bodies. Mark (16:1) and Luke (23:56) touch obliquely on this theme as well, adding to their story of the tomb that the women — Mary Magdalene and Mary, the “mother of James,”­ brought spices and ointments with them when they came to the tomb after the Sabbath had ended.

. . . . But there is yet another oddity that we need to note: in the Gospel of Mark, Joseph of Arimathea is described as visiting Pilate and requesting the body of Jesus. Pilate asks if Jesus is dead and is surprised when told that he is indeed, for his demise seems very rapid to Pilate. But since Jesus is dead, Pilate allows Joseph to take the body down. If we look at the original Greek text, we see an im­portant point being made: when Joseph asks Pilate for Jesus’s body, the word used for “body” is soma. In Greek this denotes a living body.  When Pilate agrees that Joseph can take the body down from the cross, the word he uses for “body” is ptoma (Mark 15:43-45). This means a fallen body, a corpse or carcass. In other words, the Greek text of Mark’s Gospel is making it clear that while Joseph is asking for the living body of Jesus, Pilate grants him what he believes to be the corpse. Jesus’s survival is revealed right there in the actual Gospel account.

If the writer of this Gospel had wished to hide that fact, it would have been very easy for him simply to use one word for both state­ments — to have both Joseph and Pilate speaking of the ptoma, the corpse. But the writer chose not to be consistent. Could this be be­cause it was too well known a fact for him to get away with any manipulation of it? This had to wait for the translation of the New Testament from Greek into Latin: in the Latin Bible – the Vulgate – the word corpus is used by both Pilate and Joseph of Arimathea, and this simply means “body” as well as “corpse.” The hiding of the secret of the crucifixion was completed.

Again, it takes only a slight shift of perspective, a standing aside from the theological dogma, to see the crucifixion in a new way. That is, to see how Jesus could very well have survived.

Jesus alive in A.D. 45?

Then there’s this: Jesus is reported to have been alive in A.D. 45, twelve years after his crucifixion. When this tidbit of historical information came into Michael Baigent’s hands in the form of a letter from an undivulged source, he immediately set out to find “incontrovertible evidence that Jesus survived and was living long afterwards.” But his efforts were to no avail.

Then there’s the Stations of the Cross plaque still on the wall of the church at Rennes le Chateau.

“. . . an image that reveals something very heretical indeed. . . .  One image, for example, shows a woman with a child standing beside Jesus; the child is wearing a Scottish tartan robe. . . . But the most curious of all is Station 14. This is traditionally the last of the series illustrating Jesus being placed in the tomb prior to the resurrection. At Rennes le Chateau the image shows the tomb and, immediately in front of it, three figures carrying the body of Christ. But the painted background reveals the time as night. In the sky beyond the figures, the full moon has risen.”

This indicates that the Passover had begun — and no Jew would have handled a dead body after the Passover had begun as it would make him ritually unclean. The scene also suggests that the body of Jesus was not being placed in a tomb but was being carried out secretly under the cover of night.

The significance of this story lies in the fact that the priest of Rennes le Chateau, Abbe Sauniere, discovered the story of Jesus’ survival in documents he found while renovating the church in the early 1890’s. His bishop, upon seeing the documents, sent him to Paris to meet with experts at the Seminary of Saint Sulpice, where he spent three weeks. He returned with access to considerable wealth, sufficient to completely renovate the church and build a road to the village up the hill. The implication is that his silence was bought.

It is important to note that the Stations of The Cross at Rennes le Chateau were painted under the direct supervision of Abbe Sauniere. He appears to be telling us that he knows — or a least believes — that Jesus survived the crucifixion.

As a final note to close this post, I will tell you about a most interesting event Michael Baigent discloses in this chapter. In researching the origin of the letter he had received mentioned above, he came upon Canon Alfred Leslie (1860–1948) who was Chancellor of Hereford Cathedral in Oxford, England. He was an expert in medieval French and was often consulted on difficult translation work.  He was invited to Paris to the Seminary of Saint Sulpice to assist in the translation of a “strange document (or documents).” The scholars working on the translation asked for help because of the outrageous nature of the text which they thought that perhaps they were misunderstanding. His friend, a Rev. Bartlett, who had invited him to go to Paris, reports on the outcome:

“They didn’t know that it was close to the bone . . . . Lilley said that they wouldn’t have a long and happy life if certain people knew about it. It was a very delicate matter. Lilley laughed over what was going to happen when the French priest told anyone about it. He didn’t know what happened to them [the documents], but he thought that they had changed hands for a large sum of money and had ended up in Rome.” In fact, Lilley thought that the Church would ultimately destroy these documents.

Lilley was quite certain that these documents were authentic. They were extraordinary and upset many of our ideas about the Church. Contact with the material, he said, led to an unorthodoxy. . . .  “By the end of his life,” Bartlett explained, ” Lilley had come to the conclusion that there was nothing in the Gospels that one could be certain about. He had lost all conviction of truth.”

A group of “Modernists” that included Lilley wanted to “revise the dogmatic assertions of the church teachings in the light of the discoveries made by science, archaeology, and critical scholarship.” Baigent concludes with this observation.

Many theologians were realizing that their confidence in the historical validity of New Testament stories was misplaced. For example, William Inge, Dean of St. Paul’s Cathedral, was once asked to write on the life of Jesus. He declined, saying that there was not nearly enough solid evidence to write anything at all about him.”

I will leave it there for now. Until my next post Easter Sunday morning, then,

Be love. Be loved.







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