Tonight I responded, likewise to him in thought, "I want to visit that storehouse where God keeps that unlimited treasure chest chock full of gifts waiting for us to behold!"
My guide thought, "That is truly a celestial site to be in. Do you have a preference on how we transport ourselves to this desirous tomb?"
I replied, "I want to swirl again like last time."
Jesus had met me at the townhouse gate. When I heard the click the gate made we lifted upward in our swirling transportive state. He said that he wanted to prepare my Mind's Eye to take in the beauty of the storehouse.
We made a return visit to some of my sacred sites visited in physical presence...starting in our Zion Canyon. I'd recalled how he had been there with me (at that age in my time... unbeknownst to me) nearly 30 years ago and sat there in awe observing the beauty and tranquility of those red red canyon walls.
I remember when my 13 age daughter and I played "echo" and the walls were so far away they did not resound. We responded for each other. We
made an alter with some yellow quaking aspen boughs and wondered what our unspoken message was?
I was dramatically stunned, zapped in this magnetic mountain majesty. My guide and I transported upward to the top of those red walls. We glided downward and up again, breathlessly silent, listening to the shaking of the quaking yellow leaves.
"Is this as beautiful as God's storehouse of treasures?" I thought.
Jesus responded, "Beautiful, but not as..."
We swirled on over to the Arizona mountains in the moonlight. It was still as sacred to me as was three decades ago. The mountains we had climbed in the moonlight that night had the same magnetism, to draw me into this sort of beauty, since time began. I can now recall why this color of blueness of the sky is my favorite.
I am destitute of mind as it reaches a contemplative state of beauty through the eyes of God! I feel my soul sensing pure love for all the earth and for all our minds which are joined by the Divine Oneness. I am at Peace.
This blissful state of my mind is then led to the top of the Lorelei on the Rhine River Valley where I finally hear the resonance of the echoes made at Zion Canyon. Like I'd followed my own sound waves to bounce off of the giant green walls of the Lorelei. The reverberance was arresting my reverence in this sacred scene of awe.
I thought, "Why am I so overcome with these treasures?"
"I want to share the size of your soul that cannot be measured in beauty inches." He.
As usual, I let that thought fly right on by me.
"Why don't you grab that thought and soak it into your soul?" He continued, "Like you and your intermittent resistance; you will only allow yourself to take in very little."
"Me?" I think?
"Yes. But I am so delighted with you. You are resistant....but you are willing. I touch you at those willing times, every time. They're not very long...but they are there and you ask. For you, I am right there...each time you ask. Every time that you chide about being my right hand woman...I don't chide. I'm sincere. I do chide about some things. Not this, I've always wanted you to be at my right side."
Can anyone image how I can handle that? Take that in? I stand shaking in my soul with it ‘til zapped. Imbued. Soaked.
"Why me?" I plea.
"You ask." he thinks.
"Me?"
"Yes!" Him. "Let us go on to the tomb of the treasures. You are truly ready. You are now stunned into reliance. You are unable to defy!"
At the door of the tomb we were very graciously greeted by three guides. They appeared too wise to be servants. They knew our needs. They knew the desires of our hearts. They knew our thoughts...which they said were very holy.
I was blinded momentarily by the celestial beauty of those magnificent gifts.
We were taken to a throne like balcony whereby we had a panoramic view of every gift. One more truly radiant than the next. One of the guides handed me my gift of choice wrapped in jewels and diamonds and tied with golden ropes. He said, "You do not need to open it as it is the same inside as it is out. You may keep this one unwrapped. You've always cherished the Wisdom of the Learned Ones. You have always yearned to be more, to be aware, to be wise, and to use Universal Intuition."
As he arose from bended knee I knew I'd be back again and again. We bade goodbye and in swirl returned to my body in pure love.
in peace and love...rell
June, 1996
