Looking Over To North America's
Highest Mountain
To recall what
transpired in the last few weeks will be quite an
event. Today was the first day since the end of May
that I had the ability to post to my web page. Trying
to find the words to describe what has happened between
May 27th and June 11th. On the previous page everything
appears so clear as the aircraft I flew in was able
to gain sufficient altitude to fly over the summit
of Denail (Mount McKinley); however upon my return
the aircraft I flew in was a small aircraft with turboprops
rather than large jet engines. Also, the winds and
weather near the mountain were dangerous for smaller
aircraft so this long range view of the mountain appears
at a distance at an altitude nearly equal to the summit
of Denali. If it wasn't for my friend (whom I had
to leave prematurely) and his gift of a very nice
camera, this above image would have been impossible
with my iPhone.
I'm still trying to sort out what has
happened to me during the last two weeks. I knew that
I was warmly invited by my dear friend and brother
to visit his home and stay for a three month period.
He had prepared for my arrival in ways that were extraordinary
and very hard to believe. He had taken pains to meticulously
pay attention to everything about my life regarding
the many things I lack including things like a mountain
bike, clothing, very nice SLR camera, GPS, speakers
for my computer, right down to the particular fruit
I enjoy. I had documented everything in detail using
my iPhone and was very careful to down load everything
that happened during those two weeks but it was all
lost in one major accident. I had stored all data
on my main computer which was stowed in a large cushioned
travel bag; this bag had been used to carry my computer
all the way to Korea and back last February and March
without a problem except for a small scratch on the
LCD screen.
There is no doubt that something is
happening with my life that is becoming very hard
to define. As mentioned on the previous page, there
was a definite warning discerned in my spirit just
before departing for Korea last February 10, 2010.
I remember sweating profusely as if I were getting
ready to walk to my exicution.on the days of February
7 and 8. During my visit with my friend I began to
become aware that I was simply staying alone in his
house most of the day as the weather in that part
of the world being unlike the warm arctic summer I
had left behind had become cloudy and cold. After
nine months of winter being cold in the summer is
quite difficult. The weather wasn't the odd part but
rather the fact that I was alone most of the time
and after a long day at work my friend came home and
simply wanted to eat his supper, watch some TV and
relax; when the reality of embedded metal in my spinal
column began to affect my life with its shadowy dark
pain that seems to radiate out and affect the world,
this was something I didn't want affecting my generous
friend. I went out for a long walk on June 8 just
in time to avoid letting the pain affect my friend's
after work supper and relaxation time. I tried to
keep it away from his life as long as I could, not
wanting it to bother him.
Efforts to block this pain came down
to desperate measures as I tried to pray and fast
to find out what was happening to me. On June 9th
I made a desperate effort to rectify the problem.
What could cause such excruciating pain? I knew simply
that I had left my wife behind in Fairbanks to fend
for herself among the supportive Korean community;
something that I now understand is "very far"
from God's kind of Love. Finding it logical that if
my father wasn't pleased with the my lack of proper
love for my wife, it would follow that He would allow
His protective hand to be lifted from my spinal bone.
In the midst of great pain I made reservations for
a flight back to Fairbanks using the last of my savings
to do so.
My friend was very upset and warned
me that the kind of actions that I was making circumvented
a plan that God had laid out for me (us).All I know
is from the moment of my departure many good and graceful
thing preceded me including the transport of all my
sports equipment from a major airline to a small bush
air carrier. I am regretful that I had no way to bring
all his gifts and I am also regretful that I couldn't
stay the length of time he had expected; however,
there was something that need to be given and not
just received by me. It was an unequal equation; there
I was an older long time friend from a time when my
friend was emerging into young manhood, being the
recipient of many wonderful material gifts, something
was not right. What could possibly be not right by
receiving so many wonderful and needful gifts? The
main thing was I had something to give and it needed
to be given in a definite way without delay.
What could I possibly give when I has
so few financial resources? That gift that was possible
to convey, came forth shortly before I left as we
sat in a large hot spring amidst the snow capped mountains.
Our conversation came down to a point where a decision
on what side of the spiritual world I was coming from;
he made the statement regarding the force that was
operating in my life, concluding that it was of Satanic
origin; a short time later back at his care he apologized
for the judgment. At the time he said this, a great
and awesome peace came over me and all pain vanished;
the Sun came out from the clouds in all its glory
and I could look up into the wonderful light of the
Sun and see its purity that cleared my sights. Tears
began to stream down my face as the minutes gazing
into the Sun brought healing and clarity to by perception.
In that time I looked back into the eyes of my friend
and saw something I had never seen before. What made
me leave so suddenly on June 9th? I had to leave suddenly
because "A friend in need needs a Friend in deed."
I could never stay in this world long, but He who
sent me hides in the Light and He it is who remains
forever. When my friend last visited me in 1989, I
took him through mosquito infested forests of Alaska,
freezing glacial rivers that turn your feet numb and
lofty ice fields summits where the ice worms come
out by the millions in the midnight sunlight.
In the years since I last saw him he
developed a very strong desire to become a man of
the mountains, and thus he settled in the shadows
of some of the worlds most beautiful mountains. He
spent more than ten years exploring the hundreds of
summits that could be climbed in a day hike; in all
the years since he left the did very well to build
a life around the beauty and grandeur of nature. I
went on to pursue summits of a different world, a
world with summits measured not in feet or meters
but in years a millennia. I climbed mountains that
few will ever get to climb in their life but it was
these ancient mountains that have shaped my perception
and life in a world where gazing into the light of
the Sun becomes like gazing into the most beautiful
flower in the universe. Fools have said you will go
blind by looking into the Sun; if that were so, then
I would not be typing this message right now after
I have laid on rocks by the ancient ocean and gazed
into the healing light of the Sun for hours coming
back to find that I didn't need my glasses as much
any more but I did need a little more skin cream for
my sun burned face.
It is said that "The eyes are the
window of the soul" and what I saw that day in
the hot spring made me realize why it was so urgent
to reach my friend; not to simply be a recipient of
gifts, but to be a channel through which a Life and
Light that has changed my life could reach out and
peer into something only my Father knows all about.
What happened in the hot spring that day was the defining
moment for why I came to this world and why I had
to reach my friend.
The reason for my visit was out of the
purest Love and Light and it will take merging with
this Light and seeing its beauty for anyone to find
their way out of the dark cave of this society in
the western world.
I'm sure there is more to elaborate
on but at this late hour before 11 o'clock at night
the bright light of the Sun illuminates my sleeping
area.
I made some needed applications for
employment today and must follow up on the process
tomorrow. If the doors closes then, there is a convergence
of two large rivers I must visit where I can land
on a special little island that lay in the path of
a place from which many things depart from this world
taking people into the skies; it may sound a bit esoteric
but in essence it is quite literal.
Later I need to hyper link many staement
above so everything makes sense. The most essential
link refers to the Sun
and the Light.
∞
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