Dog Poet Transmitting.......
Blessed friends, new and old, welcome to the virtual house of worship; the Adytum that is built through the inspiration and guidance of the ineffable. Welcome to that house not built by hands; “For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.”
We are referring to the solar body, our imperishable self; both domicile and ship which travels the heavenly seas of the cosmos. It saddens me to see so many souls, foundering in the material swamps of Entropy. It is the entropic swamp that we arrive at due to the incremental transitions through levels of density of material darkness.
One might wonder how it is that we wind up in a state of increasing disorder, when there appears to be so much potential for higher states of being. The thing is that there are voices speaking into our subconscious which guide us downward through our desires and appetites. This is why we should only desire the company of the ineffable and why our appetites should be for spiritual qualities that are the gift of the divine to every questing soul who is inspired to seek after them.
Because we are led through desires and appetites into dense prisons of self deceit, we imagine God to be afar off. We do not imagine that God would be resident in the places we have descended into. The truth of the matter is that God is closer to us than we are to ourselves and we must brand and imprint on our hearts and minds this truth and the ancillary truths that ALL POWER comes from God. Sight, hearing and all other senses come from God through the angel that rules over each sense by the authority of the divine. We have not only our physical senses but spiritual senses that rest atop our physical senses and which can be activated through spiritual fervor. Any God intoxicated soul can tell you this.
It is because we are unforgiving that we imagine the ineffable is unforgiving too. It is because we are cheap that we imagine god is parsimonious as well. All of the lacks of divine qualities in our self we have built there according to a perverse template that represents our misunderstanding of the divine. We have set the devil upon the throne of our thoughts and feelings and anyone trapped in such a state can tell you that The Devil is a hard taskmaster. It does not have to be this way but due to the proliferation of material desires and appetites on all sides, we have embraced the diabolical because that is the one who rules over material ambitions and hungers and desires.
Any inspired soul can tell you that the penitentiaries of the mind are built by us to confine us because of our fear of the unknown, as well as our fear of the power of Love and the vulnerability it subjects us to; not realizing what a protective shield Love is. We have been led astray for such a length of time that we have forgotten our father's kingdom;
And he said, “There was a man who had two sons. And the younger of them said to his father, ‘Father, give me the share of property that is coming to me. And he divided his property between them. Not many days later, the younger son gathered all he had and took a journey into a far country, and there he squandered his property in reckless living. And when he had spent everything, a severe famine arose in that country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself out to one of the citizens of that country, who sent him into his fields to feed pigs. And he was longing to be fed with the pods that the pigs ate, and no one gave him anything.
“But when he came to himself, he said, ‘How many of my father's hired servants have more than enough bread, but I perish here with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and I will say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son. Treat me as one of your hired servants.”’ And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. And the son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’But the father said to his servants,‘Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet. And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate. For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ And they began to celebrate.
“Now his older son was in the field, and as he came and drew near to the house, he heard music and dancing. And he called one of the servants and asked what these things meant. And he said to him, ‘Your brother has come, and your father has killed the fattened calf, because he has received him back safe and sound.’ But he was angry and refused to go in. His father came out and entreated him, but he answered his father, ‘Look, these many years I have served you, and I never disobeyed your command, yet you never gave me a young goat, that I might celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours came, who has devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed the fattened calf for him!’ And he said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours. It was fitting to celebrate and be glad, for this your brother was dead, and is alive; he was lost, and is found.’”
This story is not to be taken as something literal and which is resolved within some short period of time. It is possible that some prodigals must pass through several lifetimes to achieve what is shown here. It is also possible that it can take place rapidly. This is all dependent on the passionate intensity of the particular prodigal. As Lord Krishna has said, “Success is speedy for the energetic.”
Never judge the nature of the divine by your own nature. You will only create a larger bully than yourself. Ten different people might offer the same prayer to the Almighty, yet one of them might meet with much greater and speedier results than the others. The Lord God dwells at the innermost point of our being and knows far better than we, the quality of our hearts and minds. God is not impressed with half measures and this will surely be demonstrated in the outcome. You must come before the ineffable with a contrite heart and a humbled mind and be completely sincere. God is ever willing to transform you utterly. We must, however, see what a mess we have made of our lives and accept that we know very little. I could not begin to communicate how great and compassionate and loving the Almighty God is. This and all of the qualities of God are beyond our mortal comprehension. We imagine that we know about God's desire and willingness to confer immortality upon us and to set us up in a state of being that is impervious to all harm and every danger. We might hold the idea of this in our metaphorical hands and turn it this way and that way, exploring it as if it were a fascinating curiosity. It is the literal truth!!!
We are the offspring of the ineffable and created to inherit all that our author possesses. For some reason we have cast aside all of the divine promise and made of ourselves mean beggars and indigent fools. What madness has possessed us to commit such crimes against ourselves and each other? We must take all of our imagined sorrows and everything we have badly imagined as being true and put all of it into a bag or a suitcase or any container and toss it into the ocean. Then we must walk away and forget all about it; trusting that the ineffable will take care of our every need at every needful time. We should lose ourselves in service to others and not shirk it as some onerous and undesirable duty. It is, in truth, a glorious opportunity and ANYONE who has in sincerity embraced this KNOWS... KNOWS beyond a shadow of a doubt what a wonderful gift it is, to be able to lose ourselves in service to others.
One does not need to be extreme about this and go running off like Don Quixote on a fool's escapade. Each opportunity will appear right in front of us and can be demonstrated as a smile to a cashier; through kind words to all we encounter, through a silent acknowledgment of the divinity within everyone we see. When one's eyes are opened, one will see at every turn an opportunity for joyous release.
It is no burden whatsoever.
How can I possibly articulate what a wonderful thing it is to go forth in each day as an emissary of the divine author of all things? How marvelous it is!!! It is beyond communication and is known only in the heart of the one performing it. What a joy!!! To be an ambassador at large for the ineffable! In the process of your doing this, you will be changed in ways beyond anything you can imagine and it will happen as rapidly as is the intensity of your ardor for the great work which is accomplished in service to others. This is the Great Work- There is no other. It is a timeless employment that has been engaged in from the beginning of time by all of those in whose hearts and minds, the great one has awakened. Pray unceasing that this may happen to you.
There is no greater honor. There is no higher station. Set your sights upon this and let no other pedestrian concern enter your thoughts. You can be that mysterious stranger. You can be that imperishable vessel that carries the message of the master to everyone you encounter. It can be done in silence, in prayers given for everyone you encounter, where you see sorrow and loss and know that the ineffable truly answers prayers offered for the welfare of others. The lord answers these prayers first and foremost. Open your hearts and minds so that The Great One can speak to you there and speak through you... everywhere. It will most certainly happen.
End Transmission.......
13 comments:
I cannot believe no one has commented on this post yet. It is a true and rare work of spiritual beauty. God bless you Visible. It is without a doubt that you have been touched by the highest and called to that work you are speaking about.
Patrick
Yup! The story of Milarepa says it all.
Thank you Patrick, for breaking the silence!
Thank you Visible for being this sparkling crystal into being.
Words are inadequate! Maybe music can express more somehow...
Beautiful piece, Vis. Beautiful peace, Vis...
I see it as an organic process. When we were 'above', we were in a higher consciousness but were effectively sterile. No fundamental changes over the aeons. Ultimately, our desire for growth overwhelmed our desire for stability. Down we went...
Uncounted lifetimes later (or not so many), those desires were now filled. Further experiences of that nature were no longer desired. Eyes turned back to the Creator. Longing for the higher realms was renewed...
Alas or thank God, there was memory. We knew we had become bored at just stability. We knew we had become bored at just experience. Eyes now wiser were raised to all-God with a new question: "What is the next step, Now?"
And so it began...
Best Wishes,
Ray B.
I have been reading your work for years and know that what you write is inspired by The Ineffable. At one time I was going to visit you in Italy with 'Err indoors' (so to speak) never happened. Your creativity has never ceased to amaze me, through Europe, India, HI and wherever, I've said it before and repeat it now "I'll be seeing you on the other side one one day my friend" You have a been my friend from the start.
I felt the presence of God in this piece . Truly divinely inspired.
This has made my day . Thank you .
Catherine .
This is absolutely amazing! Thank you visible!
A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-
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Thank you dear Les for channeling such a spiritual experience. Now 66, I am reflecting on the day when I chose to completely place my life into the hands of God at 19. His Words have never failed me, for even in times of confusion & dismay, He never let go. “Put your hand into the hand of God and it shall be more to you than a light and better than a known way.” Reading this utterly lovely message makes me feel as if I’m first hearing His call all over again. As His Word promises (2 Corinthians 4:16) “...though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day.” Thank you for being part of my renewing today. I have followed your journey for many years & keep your health, happiness & mining for spiritual gems in my prayers. If you are interested, please visit the Nu Beat Christian music site where I hope you’ll enjoy the free to listen and download musical gifts posted there. May I suggest the albums “Fear Not”, “Face the Wind”, “My Heart Your Home”, “Power Tower” & “Wings of Prayer”, amongst the many that are there. God bless and keep you under the shadow of His wings (Psalm 91). Yours in the Divine, Cathy Gehr
Thank you Visible! As always such inspiring readings by your willingness to share your true feelings and wisdom in your writings. God bless you for your continued service and inspiration to All your readers.
You say the same thing many times in many ways, Les. This time was one of your best efforts yet. Thank you.
Elliott.
Bill C. here
Dearest Les,
Again you have touched my heart to the point of tears. Your words are so true, too the point and definitely God inspired. Following the dictates of service to the extreme has been the credo in my life since by God's grace I was delivered out of the hell of addiction. Hearing that spirituality is not for people who want to go to heaven but for those who have been to hell and survived in spite of themselves. I could not begin to even pretend it was all me because in my heart I know God spared me for a reason. Your blog at the end describes what I endeavor to do every day and every moment I am around fellow spiritual beings on a human journey. Some mock me for it and say I go overboard. I don't care today what others say about me nor what they think about me because I know who is in my corner!! Les, Thanks for all you do and say and may you continue to beat the drum of service!!!
May you have a Great and Blessed day! May God continue to Bless you, your family and your friends!! Peace, Love Light and Joy!!!
Bill C.
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