Come Rain, Come Shine, Come Support, or Opposition, We Will Proceed Apace.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I have been going through some of the most remarkable spiritual changes, ever experienced in my life to this point. Perhaps this is not truly evident in my writings lately (grin) but suffice to say... these days I am in and out of states of childlike wonder that are as surprising as they are welcome. It is as if I have been transported to a much earlier time in my life, a life I never lived but can now feel, as if it really happened. I sense a coming change in the fabric of existence. I can actually feel light breaking through the curtains of darkness that have surrounded us for such a length of time. Maybe I'm just dreaming but this feels... it feels incredible. In respect of this I am going to share with you some of the ideas that have been passing through my mind for a considerable length of time. I hope you will indulge me in this.

Some of these ideas are very recent, like my idea of a church. Some have been with me for many years. First let me speak to my character and the nature of my composition, as a member of the human race. ALL OF MY LIFE... I have searched for God... persistently... even recklessly... even to an utter indifference to my survival in physical form. I wound up in epic contests with law enforcement and certain mores of this culture. I've been imprisoned more than once and for considerable lengths of time. The result of all that, today, is that I have NO CRIMINAL RECORD. Justice was served, though at great personal cost.

Over the course of residence on this plane, I have grievously offended various individuals. Although I have forgiven everyone who has ever plotted to have me destroyed, killed and also locked up for the rest of my natural life, none of them have forgiven me, for offenses of a far less serious kind but I understand all of that. My desire has always been to grow spiritually. Not everyone shares my desires and it is good to remember AND I DO REMEMBER that when you offend people's vanity and when you refuse to cooperate with plans they might have for you, which involve your having to present yourself in a dishonest manner and to behave in a dishonest way and WHEN you expose these machinations to them, they are not going to be very forgiving.

ANY TIME that your objective is to change the status quo and upset the balance of temporal power, be it in the smallest way, or on a larger stage, you are going to get enemies, because you threaten their masquerade and the protocols by which they make their living and the position from which they exercise their influence in life. It all comes down to breaking eggs and making omelets.

What I will mention today, stems from a conversation I had with the ineffable in which I was told that I might be around for a longer period of time than I imagined previously. It is possible that my real reasons for being here on this plane haven't even been in put into play yet.

For a very long time I have had an idea for a teaching workspace that covered the gamut of human potential in that area of enterprise. I am talking about a restaurant, deli, food manufacturing business where the people employed lived on the premises.

I don't like to eat in restaurants. I don't walk into a restaurant thinking about dining out and enjoying whatever the fashioned atmosphere of the place may be. Eating is a sacred thing to me. It involves a state of grace, in which thanks is given and conscious ingestion takes place. When I am in a restaurant I am thinking about what it is the workers in the kitchen are thinking and talking about. I am observing the wait staff and the attitude they bring to their tasks. I am thinking about the oils they use in cooking and whether certain oils from certain meats are permitted to run into other compositions. I am wondering if they are cooking, AS I CERTAINLY DO, with LOVE and INTENTION. Subsequently... I almost never eat in restaurants. Let me add that I have worked in many restaurants in every position there is in that industry. I have also owned several restaurants, as well as managing others. I know what goes on in commercial kitchens.

I have dreamed of working with a chemically trained chef that knows how to reconstitute things like beans into meat substitutes and... well... all kinds of things. There would be around a dozen tables on the inside, with large deli cases that sold a selection of the comestibles that are made there. Perhaps there would be a few tables outside. Attached to the restaurant would be a dormitory living section, with separate areas for men and women. Those who lived there would be in residence for a period of time. They would receive free lodging, free food and all the basic amenities like bath soap, toothpaste, hairdryers and all of it of the best quality. For money, they could have a part time job on their off time. Pretty much everything they needed would be there for them. Let me point out here that I ALREADY DID THIS for several years in Woodstock NY and it worked in fantastic fashion. It was a big success, until a spiritual teacher came to town and took everyone with him (grin) to Philadelphia.

Given the opportunity, I would like to do this again, near... but not in, a larger metropolis. There would be, as there was in the last one, a NON-SECTARIAN spiritual atmosphere. The prevailing philosophy is, Love Preeminent and a celebration of The Presence of God, manifesting in and through us. This leads me to the next item on my to do list.

By this time tomorrow, I will be an ordained minister in The First Church of the Presence of God. Somewhere around next week, the first sermon in this 'presently virtual church' will be available online in video format. Those who have been urging me in this direction for some time will, no doubt, be pleased. Those, who are in opposition to my endeavors (and who remain around 100% anonymous), at the blogs and in the various arenas I operate in, will, of course, be dismayed or scornful. We will proceed nonetheless (grin) just as we always have, come rain, come shine, come support, or opposition, we will proceed.

I have been in an ever increasing conversation with my invisible friends about the state of the world, about my behavior in the day to day, about so many different and diverse subjects that listing them would probably be more amusing than anything else. I delight in the Presence of God and the sure and certain knowledge of the presence of his angels of all ranks and duties. I can only speak for myself but I will say, unequivocally, that despite the majority of my life having been composed of a relentless procession of misfortunes, adversities and torments, by degrees... by incremental degrees, the distress and hardship has decreased and virtually disappeared in recent years. If you persevere, you will prevail. This is no journey to be undertaken lightly and if you lack the necessary sand you will soon find yourself terminally discouraged.

I can think of no better testimony to the nature of this journey than the poem, “The Wayfarer” by Steven Crane; “The wayfarer, perceiving the pathway to truth, was struck with astonishment. It was thickly grown with weeds. "Ha," he said, "I see that none has passed here in a long time." Later he saw that each weed was a singular knife. "Well," he mumbled at last, "Doubtless there are other roads." This is what I encountered. It is what everyone encounters who sets off on this quest. It is why the narrow way, the high road, is so empty of traffic.

By ordinary life standards, I've been here awhile. I am not the same fellow who set out upon this adventure. I am not the same fellow who occupied this form a year ago. I suppose this could be said of all of us but some of us change more dramatically, depending on the drama in which we are engaged. I know there are people who appreciate what I do and people who don't. I will add that, at no time, were those who do not appreciate what happens here, invited here to begin with. For reasons that remain unclear, some of these anonymous critics have been coming here for years. I wonder why that is?

The dogs bark but the caravan moves on. ANYONE who seeks to discover the secrets of existence and who is not deterred in the initial stages, can count on routine and regular obstructions the whole way. It is permitted by the invisible hierarchy, to check and to temper the mettle of the voyager. It comes with the territory. One can either keep their eyes fixed upon the prize, or they can devolve into meaningless arguments with those who employ such stratagems for lack of an otherwise compelling enough vocation. Idle minds are the devil's workshop. It also speaks to the certainty that you will serve someone or something, if only by default. ♫That's just the way it goes. Some things will never change♫ We all have to answer to ourselves.

We are all called to something and we all answer to something, even if some of us NEVER understand any of it but simply continue to go through the motions. I am making plans to make God laugh because I like God's laughter. I left the ranks of the self important a long time ago. I recognize my insignificance before the splendor of the throne of the Almighty. No one, following an encounter with The Divine, is left with any sense of their own value and importance, by comparison. This is one of the unique qualities I have observed in every illumined soul that I had the good fortune to encounter, their remarkable humility. It was as if they had seen something, or someone, that reduced them to the status of as 'humble as dirt'. They all shone with an interior light because their personalities had become a stained glass window, through which the light of Heaven shined. By comparison with the author and permitter of all things, we each amount to not very much at all. Another unique quality that I observed was their capacity for selfless service.

Losing oneself in selfless service, amounts to a state of liberation that no words could ever describe. How could anyone, having once tasted the bliss of the resident indwelling, ever, ever consider anything else as being of any value at all?

Opportunities to do remarkable things are present in the lives of every one of us. It's up to us what we do with them.

End Transmission.......

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