Parables and Masters

Greetings in Gratitude!

In several conversations lately, I've found others like me who are bringing to the surface these days the human belief/stream of consciousness regarding the lives of others and how they might be "fixed." And closely related is the trouble we get into when we feel the whole responsibility for a group situation.

Now, if you've walked the path of the Truth Student for some time, you've contemplated before this truth: Everyone's Plan is perfect. Yet, especially with people we love, when there's an issue, an illness, a family conflict, a child struggling - well, you name it and we've visited there - then we react. This gut-level reaction is so deeply imbedded that we hardly realize we are having one.

What came up as an example of this life lesson is the parable Jesus offered in THE PRIMER channeled guidance from God and the Masters that I channeled in 1983 and published in 1986:

In the days of Jesus Christ, a man came to Jesus complaining that his wife refused to meet the Master and to learn about God. Jesus answered the man thus: "What purpose would it serve if you forced your wife to come when she chooses not to listen?" "But, the man said, "why does she so stubbornly refuse to come and hear the great Truth?" "My son, Jesus said, "why do you not hear the truth? Each will come to God in his own way and in his own time. Do you seek to serve your own needs in your attempts to persuade your wife? Surely she is of God as you are. Did you know God last week? And how close to God are you in this week if you use the Truth to browbeat your wife? Surely you will persuade her better by living the Truth than by wielding it as a weapon."

Although this parable is specific to faith, still it applies to our deeply held belief that what we know is more reliable that what another knows, especially when we see them struggling. I had to address this in myself when I felt so compelled by my training with the Masters. I was so filled with zealous energy to share everything I "knew." They discouraged my telling anyone for months. And only then to bring it up gently to those closest to me. Thank you, Vishnu, for guiding me so wisely. I was sensitive enough even after the heat had cooled in me.

Jesus' words are a standard by which we can live our lives more peacefully. I need not be the crusader, charging out to "save" anyone. I can recognize the result of reaction; anxiety that always follows when I give away my power. I can breathe, recall the perfection in all people in all things. In breath I am able to identify what role I might play that is respectful of the Perfect Plan. This does not make me an uninvolved or complacent human. On the contrary, in breath, acting as System, I am able to fulfill my role as an observer and objective participant.

Then, the Consciousness is stimulated to create a channel between Minds through which all are served.

To address this further, I always see the several Masters who came to Earth, each part of the one Soul holding that Truth which would guide the human journey of the tribe to which that Master was related. As they came to the planet, each to lead in their own Truth, they were all of Source, equally endowed with the perfection that would inspire others.

And so the Buddha came in his time for the tribe that would follow him, and Jesus in his time, and Muhammed, and Moses, and Allah and so forth. None of these would argue with any other. Each knew the Truth that would serve the planet best at that time and for those people. No distinction came with them that separated them from any other. Diverse human experience is the result, and System says that all are necessary, all are critical to the whole fabric of human evolution.

And so are you, and so am I, and so is the person who tugs at your heart with an appearance that something is "wrong," or challenges your peace by insisting that you must be the person to intervene or at least be sympathetic. Oh, my teachers, thank you all. Perfect.

Until next time, Breathing with you,

I am Phyllis, Becoming

Cosmic Hitchhiker

Greetings in Gratitude!

Talking with my son the other night on the phone, he asked how I was and I said I was managing the latest global energy shift, and he asked me to explain it. This is not the first conversation we've had about other dimensions, and he not only gets it, he's had his own alternate reality trips, so he knows, not just believes.

So I described it to him as I have here in a previous post, and he interpreted the effect on human experience in a way that I thought many folks might relate to:

People gather in a room with plexiglass walls, contained and complete. It becomes the place where they feel most at home, most comfortable. At ease there, they do not notice when one of the walls disappears. Then one day one of them happens to step outside the room, but feeling oddly, he steps quickly back within the known space. But soon curiosity gets the best of him and he tries it again, then again, staying out longer each time until the alternate space becomes as familiar as the original home. Not everyone knows what discovery he has made, and he does not understand it, really. Most occupants do not take the step outside, but some others do follow curiously, and so it goes. And as the discovery becomes part of their world, those who go become the explorers whose journey is integrated into the consciousness of all inhabitants.

(I've paraphrased, since I did not record the conversation, so I am not entering it as a quote.)

Thank you, Scott, for permission to use your visualization. His full name is R. Scott McCoy, and he is an author whose second novel will be published this fall. If you are into horror, just go to Amazon.com and type in his name. Both my children amaze me, and have been my spiritual gymnasium; teaching me to breathe and to surrender their perfect creations.

The shift may be complete for me, as far as it has gone. Though still sleeping intermittently, my system is more at ease. As I view the energy field (plexiglass wall) it is rippling, a little like a mirage, but it seems to be stationary. We have time to adjust, adapt and integrate before the next cycle. Nancy, reading blogs from across the planet, says the next two weeks promise to be especially powerful, with Venus entering on 8/6, my sister's birthday. Seems so perfect that the gentling energy would enter on Judith's natal day.

Tomorrow we're into parables, reflecting on the life of Jesus the Christ, and realizing how those who have led us, all of them I believe, stepped into this world out of one soul to provide the examples we could follow in our quest exploring and perfecting the human experience.

Until then, Breathing with you,

I am Phyllis, Becoming

Heavenly Hosts

Greetings in Gratitude!

"To live a life of ease," they said, teaching us to breathe and to ask for assistance. And this past week, managing the energy of this new Earth cycle, I've called on that help to share the impact and to give my physical system a needed break. Today I am confident that by tomorrow I'll be able to see clients and bring my cousin in for our shared weekend.

That "life of ease," is what we are creating. As Earth evolved into this new phase a life of ease has become not only possible, but is the prevailing condition available to each of us. Will we all enjoy it? Are we all destined to realize it? No. The truth is, as we spiral into the new cycle there as many choices on the planet as there are people.

Back in the 80's we were told that we could expect increasing disparity in the human condition.

"As the pendulum swings far in one direction, so will it swing as far in the opposite direction." In other words, the disparity increases the further along we evolve. As one client said, "Is there more dumb out there?" Well, yes, but so is there more Wisdom. And as there is more pain, so is there greater joy.

As Peter says in Acts 10:34, "God is no respecter of persons." My interpretation of this well-known scripture is to say that the Creator is neutral. Each person is created in a pattern born of spiritual, mental, emotional and physical DNA, designed to explore the human experience. Free will combined with that genetic code determines the manner in which we take the journey. No external power predetermines the manner in which we perceive or live our lives.

So we have choices, every day. What was true yesterday need not be true today if we consciously choose otherwise. Or what we had yesterday that gave us joy expands today as we will it. Breath will take us to new levels of our 3-dimensional life, and breath will move us into new dimensions of the life we have not yet dreamed.

Let us not be complacent. Breathing deeply, let's embrace that which we cannot yet see. Your Spirit/System knows what will serve you best. Trust it. Become intimate with it. Breath takes us to that Wisdom. And when we are served and filled to overflowing, our energy will expand to offer service where it will best serve others. Thus we live in exchange. And in exchange we thrive. A life of ease becomes us.

Until next time, Breathing with you,

I am Phyllis, Becoming

Transformations

Greetings to you in New Dimension!

As I begin today I am filled with a knowing that much of what I have to share is not in my brain but coming from Mind and probably surprising me as I share it with all of you.

Sunday was an especially altering experience for me, as I assume it was for so many of you, and I will speak more to the global implications in a moment. First, to my church family, I thank all of you who shared your Sunday with me. I don't quite know how I got through the service. My message was about the difference between brain/logic and Mind/God. One thing that did not make it into my message is what I share with you now.

As we come together in Mind, all things are possible. The need now to do so intentionally, supporting personal, global and cosmic transformation, compels us. Our ability to combine in Mind is expanded, so we will not be surprised at our spontaneous activity in this direction.

Perhaps I could not speak of it on Sunday because we were so in the energy of a transformation on the weekend that I had no words to express it. I could feel the change in the energy of the church, but the tremors of transformation had so engaged me from the first hug to the last that I could not express it.

And my physical system was reacting, making it possible only to pay attention to myself. As I told the folks who had stayed for sessions, the physical reaction was like the first time I drove into the energy of Sedona, Arizona. And I'm not likely to forget either of these.

We who follow the path of the Planetary Pilgrim, for many years have sat singly and in groups to meditate and to serve the planetary expansion of consciousness. We knew how to do this in Third Dimensional Earth. I am suggesting that in New Earth we are beckoned into Mind convergence more intentionally these days. Many channels who write of global change called last weekend's energy Conscious Convergence. I thank dear friend, Nancy, for playing her significant role in advising me what is out there in global conversation on the web.

One old friend said when we talked after service on Sunday that I was not myself. And when I looked in the mirror before the service, I was struck by an image that surely did not look like the person who left my apartment that morning. It reminds me now of the shifts in the planes of the face of my old friend, Michael, when he would channel God's messages. Michael, but not Michael. Me, but not me. Earth, but not the Earth we have known.

The past few weeks I've been in what I could only describe as a state of suspended animation, breathing deeply and shuddering to adjust to something coming, something as yet unknown. Well, this is it. And I bow to those who have written about it, calling it the Conscious Convergence. To me, this morning, it is a shift in the planes of Consciousness that alters our view of ourselves, of the planet and of Cosmic Mind in which we are all related. As I stand out beyond three-dimensional Earth, I see the angles, like geometrical sheets of light, along which we joined with Cosmic Consciousness. The angles have shifted and are drifting. And so has our personal energy, from 3rd dimension reality to an expanded version of ourselves. Looking at physical life, I see us walking as if levitating above the surface of the planet. And looking at the latest crop circle, I can feel it. (see earlier post for website)

For the past two weeks I've been inspired to say, "I am Light." Whenever I look at my body, think of my place on the planet, realize how perfect is my Plan, "I am Light." Now I know the shift is more than I knew. And I love being surprised, so tah-dah! And my physical body has mostly recovered its balance, so I am grateful.

As more is known, I will happily share it. And I hope you who have comments and related experiences will navigate the "comment" section and share your thoughts. Don't let it intimidate you, use the simplest access and let it go at that. I thank you. How blessed I am to share this journey with all of you. Breathing into this new dimension with all of you,

Until next time,

I am Phyllis, Becoming

Stress Release and So Much More

Greetings in Gratitude!

Having just spent the night at the emergency room with Mom, I will spend part of this day catching up on sleep and part of it contemplating a clear intention to assist both Mom and myself in reducing her stress around aging and dealing with the uncommon incidents aging produces.

All is well. She fell forward into a doorjamb on Wednesday and hit her head hard, but she was fine until last night when she woke with headache and increased swelling. The short of it is we had great folks to help us in the E.R. and she got an AOK from the doc.

How we deal with stress is a recurring subject this week, so here we are. One friend relates that a person from her history has lost memory of their time together, apparently related to a very stressful incident that occurred at the same time. Mom and I discussed her loss of memory about things that happened at the time her 2nd husband was dying. One of my kids has a distorted, compressed memory of the time of my divorce. Amnesia may complicate the story of our lives, but it has benefits.

The brain has a finite capacity to cope with stress and triggers a defense mechanism that allows us to process and function in a survival mode. It's a natural survival mechanism, really. And Mind is fully operational while mental, emotional and physical functions may be depressed.

This reminds me of driving one night, crossing the old I35 bridge downtown, and suddenly slamming into my body - from where I do not know. I have no memory of where I was while I was driving. Driving while out-of-body, I am assured, is more competent driving than the alternative. We know how to operate perfectly through Mind. The brain is born of density, and while necessary and sacred, is not the part of us to rely upon.

I made a comment to a friend yesterday in an email that her process was like pulling herself through a knothole backwards, not because I recommend this, but because it felt like the place she found herself, and giving it character might help. Well, this a.m. I got her email and realized I had planted an image that was negative, so feeling into the opposite image, System said to use "helium-filled thought balloons" to follow her process. Ahhh, so much better.

We are not relegated to the drama of stress and its accompanying fallout. We can engage Mind to manage any situation. And we can share the benefit with others (Mom) with simple intention. It is always and inevitably present and available. We use it all the time without realizing it. To be intentional with Mind, we breathe. Of course, the trigger to Cosmic Consciousness/Mind/System is always the breath. It works for heads of state, for janitors at the Pentagon, for doctors, for inventors, for wait-people, for mothers and fathers, and for caregivers of all stripes. It always works when we let it. It always works when we BREATHE.

Until next time, breathing,

I am Phyllis, Becoming

The Infinite and a Finite Spider

Greetings in Gratitude!

Just a few things today, perhaps related, maybe not. Well, we know all things are related, but I guess you know what I mean.

Spiders. I'm not fond of them. I can appreciate them from afar, but have one suddenly appear at eye level and I'm a kid again with the repetitive and haunting dream of spiders all over me in the dark. Shivers of revulsion. And I've had two this week. I am not a killer, but my reflexes are faster than you'd think for a 68-year-old woman. I blessed and thanked it after it was dead. Oh, well. And then this morning as I was waking up, another one, in the dark, dropping from the ceiling. And then I couldn't find it. So I'm up. I'll make the bed later. It's early.

I could call the office and have the exterminator come, but for me that is no option. The nasty chemicals are worse than spiders. Now, if I had roaches (TYG I don't have roaches). No, if I had roaches I would use my own remedy and I would wish them all dead with no apologies.

Up before dawn, I've enjoyed my usual ritual of standing at my open patio door, thanking the Mother and the Father for this unique and lovely day. There are sufficient lingering clouds to catch the sunrise and offer us the gifts of color to birth the day. I love dawn.

I've posted a photo with this blog now. It's the best picture of my sis, Judith, and myself that I can remember. And I celebrate teaching myself how to isolate one photo and export it to the blog. Teaching myself things about my computer is another thing I love. There is so much to celebrate in this life.

Yesterday I was suddenly inspired to pull a folder holding all my rental information. So I was leafing through current and old lease agreements, and there was a trifold note that looked familiar somehow. It's a note that accompanied fees from Barbara Lynn, dated June, 2007, the month she died. I don't know how it slipped into that file. I faintly remember receiving it, but had not seen it since her sudden leap from this life to the next. So I knew she was trying to get my attention. She kept saying, "Conversation." So we have been having a conversation.

I realize once again how much easier it is for me to translate a message for a client than it is for me to have a personal conversation with friends and family who have "passed on." (They've gone nowhere, so I'm determined to find new language for those whose bodies die.) Anyway, teacher that she is, Barbara is helping me practice this ongoing and delightful communication between dimensions. Thank you, Barbara. Our friendship is alive and well, and I am grateful.

I've heard that we are never more than 6 feet away from a spider. System tells me that spiders symbolize infinity and capturing the dreams. All of the messages of my past three days have certainly been connected. I celebrate the simplicities of life and my teachers in it.

Until next time, breathing with you,

I am Phyllis, Still Becoming

The Power of Being

Greetings in Gratitude!

Simply Being. This is not the territory into which I was born. Oh, it was there. We are all born with this Wisdom stored within us. But the conscious self was not geared to simply Being. The irony of this journey back to where we all came from is certainly enlightening. And it tests us.

I woke this a.m. with a plan in place. My wonderful Faun, the Buick created last year at this time, is in need of brakes, so I'd planned this day to have it done. I hadn't been up long before I began hearing, "Tuesday." Tuesday, what? Clearly, Tuesday to have the brakes done. My stubborn, logical self, said, "No, today is the day I have planned and nothing else to do." "Tuesday," IT said.

I know this comes from my Wise Self. I know there is a reason - not fully realized yet. I am not at the service station, so my Wise Self has convinced me, while at the same time, I am feeling a bit shiftless for not having gone. Some gifts have already come from not going. First, time to write and share with all of you, then....

Nancy and I chatted and she pointed out the newest - July 9 - posting on the website called

Crop Circle Connector. If you choose to go there, it's www.cropcircleconnector.com. It takes a little practice to locate what you want, but it is well worth the navigation. Click on the bar Latest Crop Circles and then to EJuly (early July) and go to July 9th. We agree that anyone who has questioned the authenticity of the crop circles must take another look. This one is certainly out-of-this-world amazing. There are several aerial views, and I hear, "All knowledge contained within," as I let myself sink into the close-up view.

An obvious gift also comes from being at home this a.m. It is a lovely, low humidity, cool morning, simply to breathe and enjoy, and to celebrate that I am capable of living according to my Design within. My Design will inform me how I benefit from having my brakes done tomorrow. And breathing into that formless place, reveals yet another layer of confidence in spontaneous, intuitive living.

Yesterday, feeling a little more odd that usual, I said aloud, "What is this all about?" And I heard, "Expect to feel a little squirrely from time to time as you are reconstructed." My reference to this reconstruction, is, of course, my intention to become System. And so it goes. To the point, expect nothing. Not expecting, I can enjoy. Enjoying, I am attuned more to my Inner Design. Living from my Inner Design, I experience "All knowledge within." System.

Wishing you all a breath-taking day,

I am Phyllis, Still Becoming