This is a journey that took place last February, shortly after becoming aware of my awakening to the Heavenly Father. Some will question why now of all times, with Christmas just around the corner, I chose to publish this. I have truly been at odds with myself over this one and one other that will come at a later date. Many will argue that this isn't even the correct month of Jesus' birth, that is for theologians and academics to ponder...
This journey was the first one I had after my adventures to the Mountains and my time with Raijan and her extended family high in the Himalayas. I was routinely visiting God's Messenger here in Dubai, Farah, for my weekly Chakra and Soul cleansing sessions.
While laying on Farah's table it was the first time I was aware of the voice saying "...James close your eyes..."
"But my eyes are closed!?"
"James close your mind and your eyes. Open them when I say..."
Now this was something new to me at that time, how do you close your eyes when they are already closed!? Well the sensation soon became obvious as I found myself physically clenching my eyelids even tighter and sure enough whatever was floating in front of them before was gone and everything was black and still.
This in of itself was a little strange to me having not experienced it before, so I thought well let's sit back and see what happens.
"James we are going on a journey of discovery today, today you will see a child who will one day be King"
At this point I didn't have a clue what to expect and couldn't put a distinguishable thought together as to what the voice meant. It very quickly became all too clear...
"James open your eyes now and tell me what you see"
"Ahhh, well I see a bright light in the sky, is that a star or a comet?"
"Where does this doorway lead to, it is just a simple cloth on the front of it and is this a cave or a barn, sure smells like a barn"
"James go inside and you decide for yourself"
After getting out of the chilled air and away from the noise of the town near-by it was suddenly very warm, peaceful almost heavenly. I have felt warmth and peacefulness before but never like this, it was if God was in that place, for now as I type I truly understand the Presence in the Garden, I had first felt it in that cave, barn, manger whatever it was.
The real moment of faith began when I saw the animals, okay so it was a barn, but that was a moot point for as I walked further into the manger area there before my eyes was a beautiful baby. The father was bundling the baby up in a piece of cloth. The mother was just lying off to one side of the child with a peaceful look on her face. I have seen childbirth first-hand, yet this lady was beautiful, no sign of strain or fatigue one sees after the birth of a child.
It took me a minute before it sank in; my God I have just seen the birth of our Lord!
"Yes, James that is my Son, born of a simple baby, no fancy clothes, no special place of birth, no chariots of Gold, just a miracle of Divine Will. He has come to Earth to show the world the Kingdom of Heaven, to show the people of Earth the glory that is life with God. He will not be here for long for his journey is but a short one. In that time he will show Man how to lead a life by example, be at peace with his fellow Man and show his brethren here on Earth what it means to love one another"
"James, Behold the Son of Man, your brother, your friend, your Master, your companion, whatever term you wish to give, for he will show the world the Truth, the Light and the Glory that is Heaven and the Kingdom of God."
I made a comment about wishing I had been earlier to see his birth, "...close your eyes my son..."
When I opened them again I was standing behind Joseph, only this time I was watching the actual birth of Jesus, when Mary reached up her hand to me "...God can they see me!?"
"Yes James, take her hand"
When you look into Mary's eyes there is an immediate sensation that comes over your entire body, as if the Holy Spirit has moved into your physical body. Those beautiful hazel eyes are part of a face that can only be described as beauty personified.
I took Mary's hand and felt her squeeze when the discomfort came upon her at times, there was a Gathering of Angels by our side, I can only assume they are the ones who took away the intense pain of childbirth.
Then the birth happened, Joshua came forth from the womb and into the Light of the Heavenly Father for the first time. The animals in the stable were all quiet and attentive as if they knew something extraordinary had just taken place. Joshua was no different than any other newborn and yet he was indeed special.
Joseph finished cleaning him off and wrapped him in a cloth that was by his side and then gave him to Mary to hold. That first moment when a mother looks at her child is something I have and never will forget. Absolute love and nothing less...
"James the shepherds are coming now, it is time to leave"
With that I closed my eyes again and was back on Farah's table while she finished up the session.
"So tell me?" was all she said when I was putting my shoes back on. I related the experience to her, she was shocked and had to take a deep breath for it was not what she expected at all. She knew I had been on a journey for she was observing me spiritually, travel away from that room. My wife had to drive home after that as I had hardly enough energy to walk let alone drive.
That night I asked God if all of what happened was real or did I just make it up in my imagination
"James, why don't you ask Mary when you see her."
At that time I had not contemplated the thought that Mary or Jesus would even talk to a mere mortal like me.
"James, my precious child, you held my hand when I needed you most to comfort me and saw the birth of your brethren Joshua. Know this my son the love of the Heavenly Father shines brightly through you, for you have been on a journey no other mortal has experienced to date. Embrace the Light of God, let it fill you, surround you, BE you and whenever you wish to talk I will be here for you along with Jesus, for we are always with you and will never forsake you."
I was left that night with a feeling of love I have never felt before; I cherish my wife and daughter and love them with all my heart. However this was different, did Mary really talk to me, ME, MMEE!
My love of God, his Son Joshua and the Holy Mother Mary truly began that night, as did my questioning of "Why Me" (see one of my other postings). To witness the birth of our Lord, the peacefulness with which Mary experienced childbirth, the love of the Angels and felt for the first time the presence which cannot be seen was an experience that will be cherished forever.
As many of the readers of this site know I am found of certain salutations, now you know where they come from.
May the Glory of the Heavenly Father, the Light of his Son Joshua, embrace you all, fulfill you, and surround you. May your every day be filled with the love of the Divine and your fellow brethren here on earth. Live your life to its fullest and remember a little baby who came into this world to show Us all the Kingdom of the Heavenly Father, to be a model of how to live our lives. For it was that little baby who was born of flesh and blood and now awaits us all in the Garden of the Divine...
Bless you all and Merry Christmas
James
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Hello my wonderful Friend!
The experience of the manger was the first after the Snow Leopards and the words above really do not give full justice to the emotion of the moment.
I had been taught that what happened was just not possible, not to a human being and yet there everything was happening right in front of me. It took me more than a moment to come to grips with the fact that "...hey this is actually happening..." even that night I still couldn't completely get my head around it.
It was that night that I talked to Mary for the first time, I had held her hand and witnessed the birth of Jesus, and yet to hear her voice was so calming and reassuring. I still enjoy my communion with here even now. She is portrayed as a deity in at least one religion and that is not what She is, for She is a true Messnger Of God and can be found by anyone at any time. Whenever there is a natural disaster here on earth she is there to provide comfort, religion, skin colour, doesn't matter. It is that which I was most surprised about, considering what I was taught about her.
When I saw her in the manger I was initially unsure as she didn't quite look like any of the images we see of her in books or on stained glass windows. She didn't look dainty at all, she was not dressed in the blue robe, but an ordinary covering and blankets around her. Her eyes are the most amazing colour of hazel I have ever seen and this was something I was not ready for.
Beauty personified is the expression, even in those surroundings and under those circumstances, sheer beauty.
Joseph was as I expected, a true father figure, proud looking and built like a powerful man, he was a carpenter and a stone mason afterall. Sadly history has forgotten him and yet he had such a huge influence on the life of Jesus when he was a child. Jesus referred to him often as his "father in the flesh" a true sign of respect and dignity towards Joseph. I wish history would reflect the same.
GysyBlue, I have come to view this experience as the "laying of the foundation" of my belief in the "FAMILY OF GOD" for which we are all part of.
A wee story for all:
" A young boy and his Grandfather walked along a bluff, high above the pounding ocean surf below, while the wind and rain howled across the sea and on to shore.
Huddled close to his Grandfather the little boy asked
"Grandad why was daddy crying last night"
"He has just lost his job and is worried about what will happen in the future" replied the Grandfather with compassion in his voice.
"He then started smiling after he hung up the phone, I don't know who he was talking to, but he said Family our Bedrock of hope!"
"what does that mean?"
"Well, you see a family is like that cliff over there with that lone tree on it"
He pointed over to a cliff in the distance with one lone tree clinging desperatly to the cliff-face via it's roots in the face of the howling wind.
"When I was a boy, your age, I saw that tree, it was much smaller then. The roots of that tree are anchored in the rock of that cliff and no matter how hard the wind blows, no matter how bad the storm, that tree has never given ground and been blown away."
"You see the bedrock that tree is in is like your family, the tree is like you, your dad or me. No matter how hard things get in your life, no matter how bad the storm is, it is your family who you can count on to hold you in-place and protect you."
"My Dad says that is what God does, who is God Grandad?'
"That is for another day my child"
The Grandfather picked up his grandson and held him tight and warm against the wind as the rain began to fall, yet the rain did not touch the young boy...
Sorry for that GysyBlue, but I felt it was the best way to describe how I felt about the whole experience in seeing the development of my belief in "The Family Of God"
I will leave it at that, for some will just shake their heads and wonder what I am smoking, but for others I will leave the words for them to "feel" in there own way and interpret in their own way.
"...My peace I leave you..."
James