By M.N. Hopkins
This inspirational poem was written by Mike Hopkins in 1998, before a lecture. He included it in a series of inspirational writings that were published in 2002. He put it into poetic form and republished it recently on his blog, http://mnhopkins.blogspot.se.
Faith opens the doorway to one’s heart
And one’s freedom from fear
For where there is faith
There is love,
And where there is love
Fear cannot exist.
Go in faith
And you open a gateway
To a new kind of living.
That many have dreamed about
For countless centuries
This configuration will be more powerful than the previous grand sextile because in addition to the grand sextile of the Moon, Jupiter, Sun/Mercury, Saturn, Pluto and Neptune, the astrological chart of August 25th also includes a cardinal cross of Pluto, Uranus, Jupiter and Venus.
Therefore the activation of the Peace Portal will offer a unique opportunity to transform the tension of Uranus/Pluto square (intensified on that day with Jupiter and Venus into a cardinal cross) with the harmonizing effects of the grand sextile. This means that all deeply rooted conflicts on the surface of the planet can begin to finally begin resolving if the critical mass of 144,000 people activating this portal is achieved.
This is time-sensitive and needs to go viral! We need to reach masses of people, so that the critical mass of people actually doing it is attained. Please post it on your websites and blogs. Scientific studies have confirmed positive effects of mass meditations on human society, so each of you that will participate in this meditation can actually save human lives.
We are all doing this activation at 11 hours 11 minutes pm Cairo time on August 25th. This equals 11:11 pm in Central Europe, 10:11 pm in UK, 5:11 pm EDT, 4:11 pm CDT, 3:11 MDT and 2:11 PDT. For other locations and other time zones, you can see this link:
1. Relax your mind and body by watching your breath for a few minutes
2. Visualize a pillar of electric blue Light, coming from the Galactic Central Sun and then descending down through your body
3. Visualize that Light flowing through your heart and then through your hands directly into the Syria conflict, the Egypt liberation process, prison camps of North Korea and all other unresolved situations on the planet, filling them with Light and eliminating all darkness which exists there
4. Ask the Goddess presence (divine feminine) to come through your body
5. Ask that Goddess presence to direct energies of peace and harmony to all those unresolved situations and everyone involved in them. Allow that energy to flow through your heart and then through your hands into those situations for a few minutes.
Goddess wants peace and freedom, so peace and freedom will come.
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For the last six months or so, beginning with a dream in which a gravelly voice asks me, “How would you like me to spill some blood for you?”, I’ve been hounded in my dreams by people who are trying to either tempt, hurt or kill me. At first, they appear to be someone I know and I’m confused by this, but I later realize something about them was ‘off.’ It was some twisted force pretending to be someone I know. It’s been a disconcerting period of struggle. My daughter has just moved back in and when she gets settled, I will do a cleansing of our apartment with prayers, a sage smudging stick, my Jesus Christ candle and a specific prayer to Archangel Michael. (And any other forces of goodness who will help me!) But that’s not what this post is about. It’s about fathers and honoring them.
My pretend (I hope) father has been one of those chasing me and my children in my dreams, bent upon killing us. I’ve been sensing my father’s presence (he died in 1999) for several months now but didn’t understand until recently what he is upset about. (He left my mother and my brothers and I when I was eight or nine. We weren’t close after that, though I was a little girl who loved and missed her dad. There had been trauma in our family and it seemed more peaceful after he left and the older I got, the more I felt detached from him.)
I saw him several times over the years. The meetings were strained but polite, for the most part. I knew he and my mom were how I got here but I hadn’t given much thought to honoring him. I believed he wasn’t emotionally tied to us and that he didn’t really care if we honored him or not, which probably wasn’t too far off the mark. But he does want some appreciation for making a way for me to get here—plus, I let him down when he needed me.
I wrote here in 2010 about a dream in which an angel appeared to me. The angel looked neither male nor female, but I’ll call the small person in white, him. The angel didn’t speak to me; he drew my attention with his eyes, turned and pointed to a wall, which opened. There was another wall and it opened, too. (I know now this meant an opening had been made for a relationship with him but, obvious as it was, I didn’t understand it then.) Through the second opening, I saw my father lying on a cot, weakened, pale, half-gone. I didn’t accept this image of him. He was tall, strong, cocky, handsome. He lived in another state and I forgot the dream and its message.
But my brother, who left at thirteen to live with our father, had been murdered and the grief was literally killing my father. He called everyone, including me, to ask if we had arranged for my brother’s killing. I didn’t see this as a cry for help—I was blown away by the question and just shook my head, saying how crazy he was. A few months after the phone call, the angel appeared. My father needed me and we could have a relationship. Deeply buried at the time was skepticism.
My dad has been trying to get his message of pain across the dimension between us. I’ve been hearing on the TV or seeing written the words, “Honor thy father and thy mother.’ Doesn’t it seem fairer to honor my mother who stayed and raised her children, than to honor the person who left? This is how I’ve worked the answer out: I both honor my mother and feel a soul-deep gratitude for all she’s given and gives to us. I am nursing a new sense of honor for the man who got me here and I’ve asked for his forgiveness for not answering his call for help. I hope he can forgive me. I did the best I could at the time, but now I wish I’d accepted that when an angel comes in a dream, it’s time to pay attention.
By Michael Brine
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It is time for me to go public with my own insights and experiences regarding visits from off-worlders. It is time to be a bit bolder in letting the general public know that many of us have experienced contact with others, supporting our views on the existence of life elsewhere in our galaxy.
Readers may know that I believe we are not alone in this Universe. In line with that idea, I will now disclose an experience I had when I was visiting England back in September, 2003. It was at a time when the Americans were on the move into Afghanistan, and I had connected with a group of people who felt that we should do all we could to stop this. I was at the time visiting with friends down in Glastonbury, Somerset in the West Country. One evening I was socialising and heard there was a gathering planned the next day at noon to form a circle in a small village square off the main square to send out prayers for peace to stop this ‘invasion’ of Afghanistan by the US and its allies, which included Canada, my home. (As an aside my father, who was a British military officer in India in 1919, was up on the borders of Afghanistan at one point and he wrote in his daily diary: “Afghanistan will never be conquered. It’s too tribal.”)
So my friends and I joined this group at noon in a quiet little area off the city centre. As we were forming a circle a young chap ran up and asked if he could join us. Of course, we said, “Yes.” He looked at me; I nodded. He came between me and another and we proceeded to join hands in a circle. We entered the Silence sending out our thoughts/prayers for Peace. When it was over some of us were talking about meeting later and going out for an evening at a local pub about 10 miles out of town. We arranged to meet in the village square at 5:30. This young chap asked if he could join us. We said of course. We met and drove out to this pub called “The Apple Tree.” There we were given a private room off the main bar area where there was a lovely fire burning.
We shared our thoughts about things. Our young friend sat on the shelf that runs in front of the fireplace and quietly listened. He said very little but seemed absorbed by our exchanges. It was a lovely evening. Eventually we returned to the town centre where some left their cars and had crammed in with others. All were saying goodnight. I was standing off a little way waiting for my friend to join me to drive home when this young chap came towards me quietly. As he approached, I saw a circle of white light come from his heart centre into mine and I felt Love and Compassion such as I had never before or since! He quietly left and no one has seen him again, as far as I know.
We are not alone – believe it – and they are among us working and influencing us as best as they can. I feel that there is a moment coming when there will be much more openness by these Beings who are here among us, and I feel that moment is close, as the world is in such a mess.
I have had a couple of other experiences but this one was exceptional for me and I will never forget the compassion I felt in that moment.
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I was thinking this morning about the art of communication. I consider myself lucky that my nature is mostly benign, because I’ve always been direct, to the point and, at times, blunt. In the past, my children would say, “Mom! That’s rude!”
“What is?” I’d ask.
“The way you just talked to that lady.”
“Really? I thought I was explaining our situation.”
I’ve learned some things (from my children and others) about communication. We can speak our truths “in their face,” or communicate the very same thing in a way that isn’t discourteous or that doesn’t intimidate the person. My Higher Self asked me to see with compassionate eyes. What is he or she (the clerk, waiter, checker, etc.) feeling right now?
I imagined what the moment looked like from his or her point of view. Sometimes I’d turn around and see what they see: fifteen people in line and no one to help. Poor management? Did someone call in sick? Whatever the reason, as my children taught me, we don’t have to add to the stress by being angry with those on the front line who didn’t make the crappy lunch or cause the flight delay or decide how many clerks should open their cash registers. They’re caught up in the mess just like us—and they’re vastly underpaid, by the way. Continue reading
One of the elders of the city said:
‘Speak to us of good and evil.’
And he – the prophet – replied:
Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil.
For what is evil but the good within you
that is tortured by its own hunger and thirst,
for the experience of learning what will help you
in due course to return to your true nature?
That is why when the good in you is hungry
it seeks food even in dark caves. And when
it thirsts, it will drink of dead waters, too.
You are good when you are at one with your Highest
Self, yet, when you are not one with it, you are not evil.
You are but a divided house and that is not necessarily
a den of thieves; it is merely that the two parts of you,
your Highest Self and its earthly counterpart,
are still traveling in opposite directions;
thus, you are a divided house.
This can be likened to a ship without a rudder that wanders
aimlessly among perilous isles, without necessarily sinking
to the bottom. When you have learnt enough about evil,
with the help of God and the Angels, the two parts of you
will be joined together again, and brought into harmony,
so that they can work for you, instead of against.
“The prerequisites of the fulfilled life are material
comfort, leisure, education, justice and social stability.”
From the book: THE PARADOX OF INTENTION
By Marvin C. Shaw
Note: When I read this, the importance of compassion and social justice became clearer.
Let us see the picture that is greater than ourselves and open our hearts and minds to
making a positive difference in the lives of others who are not now living a life of meaning.
I was thinking today about our short life spans—how quickly the time passes as our lives unfold. I’m looking back on six decades and looking forward to two, maybe? It’s pretty easy at this point
to wonder what my life adds up to–how I’ve spent it, what I’ve accomplished, have I lived and loved well?
I believe we choose our lives, in the space between the previous life and the current one. One time my therapist hypnotized me back to when I was being born—I felt the panic of a soul who knew she had chosen a difficult road and I DIDN’T WANT to be born. That’s probably why we forget our past-life errors after we’re born; we have to start fresh, with the pluses and minuses of who we have been and what we have done stored in records we most likely won’t access while here on Earth.
Ultimately, we’re here to discover our oneness with God/Goddess/Great Spirit/Love and everything else in the universe. We’re here in this seeming physical world to learn we are all the children of God—sparks of a holy Spirit. We set goals, achieve, conquer and we mess up along the way. We despair in the moments of seeing how we have hurt ourselves and others, but from there we’re ready to let go of what we think is true and ask, “What is the truth? Why am I here? Do I know God within myself? Have I made a difference in the world?”
When I think of the stages of life, birth, toddler, young child, pre-teen, teen, young adult, adult and elder, it doesn’t seem like there’s much time for inner reflection. We all come with noisy personalities that want what they want and they’re pretty set on getting whatever it is. We all come, also, with the seed of Love that connects us to the whole everything and that’s pretty awesome when you think about it. This is why when children are being murdered in Afghanistan and Syria and others are starving in Africa, it matters. They are us; we are them. Though we must accept that all of us choose our life experiences for important reasons, our Love connection means we can, at the very least, sincerely pray for others—and for world peace. Women generally tend to long for peace more than men; we carry the children inside our bodies and understand on some level that all children are every mother’s children.
I was watching the news tonight and they showed the Facebook team ringing the stock market bell last week with big smiles all around. Apparently the stock offered was overpriced and now they’re being sued. (In a capitalistic system, aren’t things priced at what people will pay for them?) It all made me wonder what it feels like to be so focused on gains and losses—wealth and status—that the joy and satisfaction of life’s blessings are missed. I can only say now that time whizzes by; be kind and make a difference whenever you can. That Love is why we’re here.
Urantia, May 4, 2012.
Teacher: The Beloved One.
Subject: “Divine Justice.”
Received by Lytske.
The Beloved One: “Be assured that I know how hesitant you are to even start typing, as this new subject frightens you somewhat. The reason for this is that you were raised in the belief of the wrath of God, and that God was a stern judge. These are puerile emotions which only humans indulge in. How wrong those teachings!
“Still it remains in those records of old. You recall how you had difficulty in believing all those legends you were spoon-fed. Remember how many stories in the bible made as little sense to you as to many others. Therefore, the time has come to shine a new light upon justice, specifically Divine Justice, so that honest and sincere souls may feel at ease about the ‘coming judgment’, rather than living in fear, and like the olden seer John the Baptist expressed it, ‘flee from the wrath to come’.
“Being well versed in the bible and now with the enlarged revelation of your text, the Urantia Book, it will become a lot easier for you to understand how Divine Justice operates, as all mortals are their own judge and jury, needing to forgive themselves and others, as God automatically forgives those who forgive all.
“Your studies will allow you to acquire a better understanding of how Divine Justice operates in the time-space creations. It is on all the peopled planets of space where such lessons are learned. Lessons create understanding and understanding leads to wisdom. Life is therefore precious and the lessons are chosen by the mortals themselves, whether they are conscious of their own choices or not. Irrespective, life is, it flows, and progresses, regardless of the choices you make.
“Sooner, more often later, the dawning comes that, yes, perhaps you could have made better choices, or behaved more appropriately, or not have acted impulsively, or said something thoughtlessly, which may have caused misery for self and or others, and such performance would hardly be seen as doing the will of God, but consider this…
“You will see now, dear one, how important that one prayer is: ‘Not my will be done but yours’. This is Divine Justice in its purest form. By doing His will, you will become more conscious of the fact that God does not judge at all, he only forgives. This is true justice, as everything is based on love. Even the universes with all the myriad planets are created from nothing but love.
“Such is the extent of Divine Justice that He allows each mortal to make up his or her own mind about how they will conduct themselves throughout their precious lives. Eventually they will see it God’s way and adhere to that one commandment to become perfect even as God is perfect. Such is the love of God that He patiently waits, allowing each child to return their love back to Him.
“The eternal truth remains that when you decide to do, and abide by, God’s will, which is the way with the most love in it, you will be in the flow of pure creation and be living by Divine Justice.”
© The 11:11 Progress Group.
You lit a Flame, and it will become a Raging Fire—ABC-22.