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Equinox

September 23, 2010

 

The Light Dawns

Convergence
Chapters

Just seven days after the Summer Solstice (June 21 + 7 = 28) I entered the Convergence that changed my life. However, the power of that experience was blocked by one bad habit that was broken today. I sincerely doubt that anyone would argue with the idea that it is wonderful to be held in the arms of one who truly loves you and such an experience is worth treasuring. Yet one can make a great mistake by saying that being held is more important than the one who held you. This has been my error until today; I treasured the gift of being held by the One who loves me so much as to die for me yet I in turn say I love being held by the One who loves me more that the One who did the holding.

It has been so keenly timed out that this day on the Equinox be set aside by the One I met in the Convergence for me to wake up to the fact that I have been cherishing the act of being held and the place I was held more than my Father who held me. Today was set aside as the day I was planning on returning to the island in the convergence but the power of the One who met me on the island is one with me, and I with Him; in the perfect union, He stopped all power of life flowing into me and I had no ability to pack my kayak for a return. Today was the last day I had a chance to make it to the island before the sun passed the point where summer is gone. Yes, there was a connection between my timing going into the Convergence and the Summer Solstice; I knew that June 21 was the solstice and I also knew that seven days after the solstice is the point in time when the sun first dips below the horizon at the Arctic Circle on June 28th. I had to make it to the Convergence while there was maximum sunlight for the travel and the event. As of this day at this latitude we lose sunlight at the rate of nearly 10 minutes per day.

 

With no power to move on this day I had no ability to work, drive a car, or even get out of bed. It wasn't until nearly eleven in the morning that I began to receive energy enough to eat and move. By the time I was fully functional I had no time to get to the island nor even consider making a move to fulfill the thought. The Light dawned on me that as difficult as this may be to understand, I had made the act of receiving a touch from my Father more important than my Father who took me out of the deep waters, who showed me where to place my tent, who opened the sky to bring the warming sunlight to the frigid waters of the glacial river and on the second day gave me a gift too wonderful to experience in a physical body, and then on the third day allow me freedom to depart with His guidance to almost escape the Convergence unscathed.

I have thought a lot about what happened and realize how easy it is for mortal man to deify that which is just dirt and muddy water; however, not to belittle the power of my Father, I must confess that He does have the ability to turn even death and a very cold, miserable muddy death into a portal to receive a touch from the Infinite.


From this time on I must busy myself with the task of getting ready for departure; it's a difficult time as I must fight to remain in this cycle of waking and sleeping long enough to tell the secret about a people and land where the world beyond has been protected in this world for many thousands of years. I was given a chance to life in that world for eleven years and now I should make a detailed record of what it is like so the people of the west who think that divorce, guns, violence and drugs are just part of their life will find out about a place where none of the things they fear are even thought of, a place where children are loved by all, a safe beautiful place; a place that it is impossible for me to live outside of. Yes, the most difficult awakening has been recently as I discovered that I didn't come back to Alaska to live and have a career but rather, I came back to Alaska for the same reason salmon spawn; to give life then surrender my own.

Departure doesn't mean dying, rather it means a time when we give up the flow that carries us through life to enter the all powerful rushing icy surge that will judge every heart; for those who flow into the convergence of judgment by Love, will find Someone powerful enough to save them.

I must also speak about Moon Island which is a story lost to the high tech creation of those who only have short term memories; the unfortunate fact of information flow in a world of entropy.

 

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English Lessons

From the Days When

Meaning Was Conveyed Gracefully

 

How excellent is Thy loving-kindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of Thy wings.-PS. xxxvi. 7.

The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms.--DEUT. xxxiii. 27.

 

 

Within Thy circling arms we lie,
O God! in Thy infinity:
Our souls in quiet shall abide,
Beset with love on every side.

ANON.

 

 

 

"The Everlasting Arms." I think of that whenever rest is sweet. How the whole earth and the strength of it, that is almightiness, is beneath every tired creature to give it rest; _holding_ us, always! No thought of God is closer than that. No human tenderness of patience is greater than that which gathers in its arms a little child, and holds it, heedless of weariness. And He fills the great earth, and all upon it, with this unseen force of His love, that never forgets or exhausts itself, so that everywhere we may lie down in His bosom, and be comforted.

A. D. T. WHITNEY.

 

   

 

 

© Bill Watterson

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Thank You Bill Watterson; Live Forever and continue to Prosper !!!

 

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