Only Infinite Justice and Mercy

As a psychic, channeler, and medium, I’ve spent a lot of time communicating with the other side, including with the loved ones of those who remain on earth.

In all my communications with the dearly departed, I have never once encountered any reference to hell. Instead,  I have only ever seen infinite justice and mercy.  This has held true no matter what a person had done or how badly they treated others while in a body.

I recently came across an article about the topic of hell that provides the results of a lot of research, with the conclusion being that Jesus (Yeshua) never taught that there was a hell.

While you’re at it, take a look at this article on mediums and the Bible.

The Issue of Faking It

Some people fake it, not necessarily all the time, but some of the time. At least, they only fake it some of the time at first. Unfortunately, the more they fake it, the more they lose the ability to know what is real and genuine, and then the more they have to fake it.

I am not talking about sex. I am talking about psychics. I sometimes come across Web sites expressing disappointment in some psychic or channeler or other, and I think it is time to talk about it. Of course, I already cover some of this topic in my article here, but I am adding to that information to specifically address the issue of psychics who fake it and the repercussions that such actions have.

The biggest issue is that people expect psychics to be 100% accurate 100% of the time. In addition, if the psychic is a channeler and especially if the psychic is a trance or whole-body channeler, there is an expectation (very often on the psychic’s part as well) that the psychic must be completely infallible and will never make a miscall or show any signs of being a human being and must have access to supernatural information all the time that they are channeling. And that not a trace of their humanity or human fallibility can leak through while they are channeling.

Autism and Vaccinations

About 14 years ago, I had a vivid dream in which I visited a woman I had recently met on the Internet. I saw her teaching an entire classroom full of autistic children. The classroom, however, had only two partial walls and no roof, and above, the sky was that dark grey-blue of thick storm clouds. She and I in the dream spoke about autism and its causes, and then I woke up.

Later, I found out that she did, indeed, teach autistic children. One point for getting information through a dream.

The other point, the causes of autism, is a little less easy to award. In the dream, I was told that vaccinations can trigger autism, but that they aren’t actually the cause. Instead, the scenario ran something like this in the dream:

1. Vaccinations are given to children in the belief that the child’s body is not capable of dealing with common childhood illnesses. In other words, there is a fear that the child’s body is too weak, and a belief that the child may not survive if he or she falls ill.
2. The child’s spirit, which is still coming into the body, still making connections between the spirit and the physical, hears that message loud and clear.
3. With some children, that spirit then withdraws in fear. It stops embodying itself out of fear that it can and will be harmed. Et voila, an autistic child.

Now, of course, I am not the only one drawing a conclusion here. There are many who have connected the dots and say the picture isn’t good. And there are a lot of excellent books detailing the pros and cons of vaccinations. I am definitely not advising anyone in any way here; I am just sharing a dream.

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Tarring With the Same Brush

That’s an expression meaning to denigrate two separate, different things as though they were one and the same. It is an insidious logical fallacy, and unfortunately one that slips under many people’s radars.

Two things that are so tarred by many Christians are people who are striving to create a New World Order  and people who say they are part of the the New Age Movement. Some Christians are trying to say that those two movements are one and the same. There may be some similarities between the two, and there are those who belong to the first, but claim to belong to the second, thus muddying the waters further. But the two are not one and the same.

Also, the NAM covers a huge territory, and yes, there may be some overlap among individuals, but to damn the entire NAM because there are some who are misguided or have bad intentions is wrong. You might as well damn the whole of humanity, because none of us, no matter who we are or how Christian and God-fearing and Bible-thumping we may be, are in perfect enough communion with God to truly know what’s going on at a global level.

Of course, what is really going on with this tarring is that those Christians who are lumping in the two movements together think that they are right and everyone else is wrong. There are a few things in particular about what they are saying that strike me as not only wrong, but harmfully wrong; things that are bound to cause division between people who call themselves Christians and New Age people who are just as Christian (or more so than some) in their behavior, morals, ethics, and ideals. (Defining being Christian as a way of life that includes how you think about and treat other people based on what Jesus—not Paul, but Jesus—said.)

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What Modern Poetry Is–And Isn’t

I love poetry as much as anybody. More than some, I am sure, though of course certainly less than others. I’ve studied it, written it, even been praised by a respected poet as having “it.” So I think I have some credibility in saying that much of what passes for modern poetry is not poetry. It is prose—sometimes pretty good prose—with odd line breaks. It is written simply by stringing together some words, maybe making some odd juxtapositions here and there, and then breaking it up so the appearance is that of poetry. Apparently the writers and readers of this non-poetry have no clue that this is not, in fact, poetry. Even some very well known “poets” are guilty of this.

I really don’t want to point fingers at anyone in particular. In all likelihood, the majority of the people who write this non-poetry earnestly and sincerely believe that what they are producing is poetry, and their feelings would be hurt were I to give some specific examples. Just as it isn’t productive to squash the first efforts of a child, I choose not to squash anyone in particular. It is highly likely that those who write this stuff, should they stumble upon this post of mine, will think I am talking about someone else anyway.

Yet still, if some people recognize themselves in this and are able to get past their hurt feelings and/or egos long enough to absorb what I am saying, the world may be a better place, with less faux poetry and more real stuff.

And anyway, maybe I am just being old fashioned here. Maybe what I should do is just relax and let people call any old string of words poetry. Heck, a computer program could be poetry. But—there is a deeper issue here, and perhaps that issue is worth exploring.

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Clones Do Not Equal the Original

I read recently about a woman who sold her house to pay for clones of her beloved pet. I am not faulting her for doing so—love has no price tag—but I have to ask: Does she think that she is getting her dog back? I can’t imagine paying that much money otherwise. But if she paid that much money just to get puppies whose bodies are genetic copies of her beloved dog, but who will have their own personalities, was it worth losing her house over?

This is a mistake that I see people make all the time. They assume that a genetically identical copy of a body is all you need to have a new version of that being. Lose your beloved spouse? Clone her, and you will have her back! (Age difference aside.) Lose your beloved pet? Clone him and you have him back! In a set of five, if you want.

Those puppies may share a lot of traits of the father that are part of the breed and part of his genetic mix, but they are each their own unique spirit. To think otherwise is meat body thinking—the kind of thinking that says that we are merely bodies of meat walking around. So much easier to pretend that the spirit doesn’t exist. Makes things tidier. Makes it easier to delude ourselves in so many ways.

But the spirit does exist, and the body does not equal the spirit. The spirit continously creates and inhabits the body. You can duplicate the body, but the spirit that creates and inhabits it is not necessarily the same as the original.

I say “necessarily” because it is always possible that the same spirit will come back and inhabit that body. Especially with pets, I have noticed that the same spirit does sometimes come back again in a new body to love you some more. But there are no guarantees. So don’t go rushing off thinking that your cloned whatever is the same in every regard as the original. It most likely isn’t. Love it for who and what it is—its own unique expression on this beautiful earth.

A Decommissioning Prayer

I recently watched The Caine Mutiny, a classic film released in 1954, for the first time. It was far better than I expected. If you have not already seen it, I highly recommend it.

At the end of the movie, the character through whose eyes we have seen the story unfold takes a destroyer out to sea from San Francisco. You briefly see the flags the ship is flying, which led me to search for (and eventually find) the meanings of the flags.

Long story short, it turns out the destroyer was “played by”  the USS Richard B. Anderson (DD 786). My thanks to the wonderfully helpful people at flagspot.net!

While following up one of the links I was given, I found a decommissioning prayer for the USS Richard B. Anderson, which I found interesting and which touched my heart. I thought others might be interested in the prayer as well.