Yes, I have seen God. When I was just 3 years old he came to me as I was playing out in the side yard under a large oak tree. He told me in comparison who I was, who he was to me, and to entire existence. That was more than 50 years ago. Today he is still the same to me. During my life walk his son joined me on many occasions giving me scenes from my future of which have come to pass. Once when I was a young mother of three in my twenties I came down with blood poisoning and needed to be hospitalized as I was near death. My troubled abusive spouse at the time would not let me be hospitalized. Instead he took me home. The doctor put a paper in my cape pocket and told me to call my mother. When I got home I asked my spouse to give my mother a call. She came over and all I can remember was telling her to look in the pocket of my cape on the bed post and her saying, “Oh My God!” More than a week later I awoke from what seemed to be just a night and dream. I was surprised to see my mother on the couch with my 6 month old daughter. She was more surprised to see me up and speaking as I had been out for more than a week, in which she had stayed by my side nursing me to health and carrying out my duties to my home and children. She even carried me to the hospital each day for intravenous and antibiotics. I told her I wanted a shower. When I was finished she got me a cup of coffee. As we sat on the couch I told her of what I dreamed. I dreamed I was walking with Jesus on a dirt road with a dense but welcoming forest on all sides. We talked and walked and walked and talked. There was such peace with him holding my small hand. He was dressed in a flowing white robe. His feet were bare and eyes blue. When I looked into his eyes I could see forever and ever no end. When we reached the end of the road there was a barrier with a luminous light (brighter than anything imaginable) flowing through it in small beams. Like the sun shines through the early morning forest. But this light was so much more. I wanted to go with Jesus to the other side with the light. He told me as he took a step up into the other side that I could not go. He told me I had to go back my time was not yet. I did not know where I had come from or what I was going back to, only that I had to go back, which made me sad. During my walk with Jesus there was such peace beyond all knowledge and understanding. When my mother told me of her long journey of caring for me I was moved to tears as she exclaimed, “I wouldn’t let you die!” I fell deathly ill on January 1, 1980.

My life journey since has only drawn me closer to my God and existence. He answers prayers before I can ask them, when they are still just a thought. His wisdom surpasses all understanding. No one can tell me that there is no God for I have seen him and he is with me all ways.

If you don’t see God or hear him trying seeking and listening. He is there, He knows all, HE forgives ALL.

Corpus Christi
                                                                                   
Hi
I was raised a Catholic and always believed Jesus was the son of God. One day, I asked out loud that I was ready to believe in him (Jesus) but if I just could see him I would really believe. As I was a scaredy cat, I asked to have a dream of him, not a vision :) Soon after I dreamt I was going down some steps and on the landing stood Jesus, in the middle of a small group of people with raised hands. He pushed them gently aside and walked towards me, and said (he was very close!): "For your problem, it is not because I did not want, but I had no time; but now I am going
to take care of you". Jesus is tall, taller than all the hands raised around him. He is well built, slender, with a light skin and reddish blond hair, tucked in a pony tail. He has blue eyes and a face as in the Shroud of Turin. He was wearing a white robe with a rope around his waist and was barefoot. His beard is short.
For 3 days and 3 nights thereafter, I felt his loving, overwhelming presence. I was grieved when it departed from me. Now I have asked Jesus in my heart and I always feel his presence with me. I now know that the loving presence I felt then was the Holy Spirit. Since that time, I am no longer afraid, I have the peace that surpasses all understanding and the blessed assurance I will go to Heaven when I die.
One day, a year before I god born again, I saw an angel in the sky, holding a black sword, point up. I believe it was Michael (= "equal to God"); The end times are coming and Michael is getting ready to cast down Satan from Heaven (this will happen at mid-Tribulation according to the Book of Revelation.)
God gave me a book to write about the Bible and I can't tell you about all the signs he gave me, confirming to me that we are in the end times.Sometimes, God just blows my mind!
I used to believe that all gods were the same, but God showed me that these are false gods, because I asked him to give me the truth for my book. I now know that all other gods are lying demons; God is God; god is not divided because if he was, I would never trust him. The Bible says "I am your God; I change not. It also says : I am the same yesterday, today and tommorrow, and also "God is not a man that he should lie". God says to Moses: "I am that I am"!
I am glad to know my saviour Jesus Christ; only him has the authority to deliver man from demonic possession. The Bible shows that the demon possessed man in Gadarenes recognized Jesus as "the son of God", even though Jesus never told them who he was.t

 GOD Letters  (scroll down to see all of them)                       

George M. D.
When you get to telepath city

Being still and at peace I knew I was God as I in him and he in me. We are
one.
I connect heaven and earth.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
As you have done unto the least of these,
you have done unto me.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know
I have given them the glory you gave me,
so that they may be one, as we are one.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
Is it not written in your law, I said, ye are gods.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
Be Still and know that I am God.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
I and the Father are one.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
I in them and you in me,
that they may be brought to perfection as one.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
Your gift to me. I wish that where I am ,
they also may be with me.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
that they may see my glory that you gave me,
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know
you loved me before the foundation of the world
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
the love with which you loved me may be in them and I in them.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
It is written in your hearts and minds.
Breathe deep, be at peace.
When you get to telepath city you will know.

Before we saw through a glass, darkly;
but now face to face:
now I know even
as also I am known.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
We love you and support your journey.
that they may be one just as we are.
And now abideth faith, hope, Love and charity.
Breathe deep, be at peace.

When you get to telepath city you will know.
Breathe deep, I am peace.
Breathe deep, I am peace.
Breathe deep, I am peace.
Your gift.

It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel joy now I know even
as also I am known.


Mission Control repeats this important bit of news: The Law of Karma has
been repealed
and the Law of Grace enacted to assist you in your manifestation of
divinity. All
debts have been forgiven and all court dates canceled. You are free to
proceed outside
the jurisdiction of karma and in the state of grace. The blessings of all
the Councils
go with you all.


TelePath City

We sat in a circle in many places around the world. The circle was Tp
Cities (TelePathCities),
villages, communities built by those who joined minds and built their homes
together.
The age of wonders and tribulations arrived with light triangles of prayer
full
connections. We were the survivors of planetary change sharing our stories
of connection
in the communities we built.

Telepath cities came to me in waking dreams as I reached out to the masters.
We
had become the first masters of the world we built first in our minds, than
in the
virtual worlds as we perfected and explored our best technologies and social
community
models.

Prayer in telepath cities was the gateway to communion with the greater
community.
Galactic community was other minds of this world and soon we learned of the
minds
and spirits from greater communities for in our fathers’ house are many
mansions.

"I will ask the Father, and He will give you another Counselor to be with
you forever--the
Spirit of truth."


I am thee and thee are me


and we are one


aching for the light of that burning sun


I am thee and thee are me


and we are one


reflecting light from a billion suns


I am thee and thee are me


and we are one


for we all come from the infinite sun.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A few years ago I was going through a troubled time and started to search for answers to questions about God. Then one day I was discussing some ideas about God with a friend and experienced anger bearing down on me after. It was apparent I was experiencing God’s anger at what I had just said. We soon shared empathy for each others situation. I felt that God was lonely, sad and very frustrated. Thoughts were shared as I asked questions and expressed how I felt. It is ok to express how you feel about God, God respects honesty. On one occasion I was asking why he felt the need to not only have people killed but to burn them to the stake too. Something I thought was an unnecessary evil. It was then that God decided to share something with me. I was overwhelmed by a sense of guilt so strong it had my whole abdomen rumbling. Straight away I new what it was and started to cry. I had been so blatant about how I felt, about how God has wronged mankind I did not realise he was trying so hard. He then told me he could not cry and that he could not even move. He is not only guilty but also suffers so much because of the suffering in the world that he is completely paralyzed. So if there is anything you can do to alleviate the suffering in the world He would greatly appreciate it if you did it. Because it is only these good things that keep Him going.

 

mailto:gvnicolas@fsmail.net                                                               

 

Yes, I have seen God. When I was just 3 years old he came to me as I was playing out in the side yard under a large oak tree. He told me in comparison who I was, who he was to me, and to entire existence. That was more than 50 years ago. Today he is still the same to me. During my life walk his son joined me on many occasions giving me scenes from my future of which have come to pass. Once when I was a young mother of three in my twenties I came down with blood poisoning and needed to be hospitalized as I was near death. My troubled abusive spouse at the time would not let me be hospitalized. Instead he took me home. The doctor put a paper in my cape pocket and told me to call my mother. When I got home I asked my spouse to give my mother a call. She came over and all I can remember was telling her to look in the pocket of my cape on the bed post and her saying, “Oh My God!” More than a week later I awoke from what seemed to be just a night and dream. I was surprised to see my mother on the couch with my 6 month old daughter. She was more surprised to see me up and speaking as I had been out for more than a week, in which she had stayed by my side nursing me to health and carrying out my duties to my home and children. She even carried me to the hospital each day for intravenous and antibiotics. I told her I wanted a shower. When I was finished she got me a cup of coffee. As we sat on the couch I told her of what I dreamed. I dreamed I was walking with Jesus on a dirt road with a dense but welcoming forest on all sides. We talked and walked and walked and talked. There was such peace with him holding my small hand. He was dressed in a flowing white robe. His feet were bare and eyes blue. When I looked into his eyes I could see forever and ever no end. When we reached the end of the road there was a barrier with a luminous light (brighter than anything imaginable) flowing through it in small beams. Like the sun shines through the early morning forest. But this light was so much more. I wanted to go with Jesus to the other side with the light. He told me as he took a step up into the other side that I could not go. He told me I had to go back my time was not yet. I did not know where I had come from or what I was going back to, only that I had to go back, which made me sad. During my walk with Jesus there was such peace beyond all knowledge and understanding. When my mother told me of her long journey of caring for me I was moved to tears as she exclaimed, “I wouldn’t let you die!” I fell deathly ill on January 1, 1980.

My life journey since has only drawn me closer to my God and existence. He answers prayers before I can ask them, when they are still just a thought. His wisdom surpasses all understanding. No one can tell me that there is no God for I have seen him and he is with me all ways.

If you don’t see God or hear him trying seeking and listening. He is there, He knows all, HE forgives ALL.

Corpus Christi

Hi
I was raised a Catholic and always believed Jesus was the son of God. One day, I asked out loud that I was ready to believe in him (Jesus) but if I just could see him I would really believe. As I was a scaredy cat, I asked to have a dream of him, not a vision :) Soon after I dreamt I was going down some steps and on the landing stood Jesus, in the middle of a small group of people with raised hands. He pushed them gently aside and walked towards me, and said (he was very close!): "For your problem, it is not because I did not want, but I had no time; but now I am going
to take care of you". Jesus is tall, taller than all the hands raised around him. He is well built, slender, with a light skin and reddish blond hair, tucked in a pony tail. He has blue eyes and a face as in the Shroud of Turin. He was wearing a white robe with a rope around his waist and was barefoot. His beard is short.
For 3 days and 3 nights thereafter, I felt his loving, overwhelming presence. I was grieved when it departed from me. Now I have asked Jesus in my heart and I always feel his presence with me. I now know that the loving presence I felt then was the Holy Spirit. Since that time, I am no longer afraid, I have the peace that surpasses all understanding and the blessed assurance I will go to Heaven when I die.
One day, a year before I god born again, I saw an angel in the sky, holding a black sword, point up. I believe it was Michael (= "equal to God"); The end times are coming and Michael is getting ready to cast down Satan from Heaven (this will happen at mid-Tribulation according to the Book of Revelation.)
God gave me a book to write about the Bible and I can't tell you about all the signs he gave me, confirming to me that we are in the end times.Sometimes, God just blows my mind!
I used to believe that all gods were the same, but God showed me that these are false gods, because I asked him to give me the truth for my book. I now know that all other gods are lying demons; God is God; god is not divided because if he was, I would never trust him. The Bible says "I am your God; I change not. It also says : I am the same yesterday, today and tommorrow, and also "God is not a man that he should lie". God says to Moses: "I am that I am"!
I am glad to know my saviour Jesus Christ; only him has the authority to deliver man from demonic possession. The Bible shows that the demon possessed man in Gadarenes recognized Jesus as "the son of God", even though Jesus never told them who he was.t

 

This recently came to me, so to speak and the only thing I can do with it is share it with you. I hope you feel the same and pass it on.

A Glimpse Into The Eye Of God
by
GrimmJoke

1. The Eternal Paradox

Infinity equals zero.Nothing is infinite.Infinite is nothing.
Imagine a black hole, it has infinite mass as such it has infinite
gravity, even light cannot escape its pull. As a result of this the physical
laws of the universe/reality no longer apply, as it's existence is a paradox
i.e. an impossibility which negates or removes it from this
universe/reality. It in fact becomes a hole in space and in time.
The only impossibility is impossibility itself.
Nature abhors a vacuum and will fill it at every opportunity, fill it with
everything even light. Hence the properties of black holes or singularities.
A black hole is simply a particle of matter that has broken a fundamental
law of existence: that the faster you go the heavier you become. Until you
reach the speed of light. Once that barrier is broken you become infinite,
and you are no longer a part of this universe/reality. You are a paradox.
Accordingly the universe is NOT infinite. If it were phenomenon such as a
black hole would not exist as they ARE infinite. To beings that exist in
spacetime the universe appears infinite indeed but that cannot be for as
1 >.9999999 ad infinitum and always will, this universe/reality will one day
end.
Or will it?
Infinity negates both space and time, and time and space, as time is space
and space is time.
Infinite is all the space in which to travel and all the time in which to
do it. The only thing infinite in spacetime are the holes in it. Holes into
which all matter is drawn or pushed into, as they are the paradox of the
infinite. They are the vacuum of spacetime and into all of the
universe/reality goes. Not just matter, but the time in which it exists is
drawn into infinity, for it, at least in this space and time is NOTHING.
Nothing is impossible but impossibility itself. And into nothing all will
go ........eventually.
But do not let this disturb or frighten you, for out of nothing came
everything, i.e. the Big Bang. Simply put, a black hole is a hole from
spacetime into the infinite, the Big Bang a hole from which infinity pours
spacetime.
The end of our universe/reality will occur when last bit of spacetime
enters the infinite and only the holes remain, the last two meeting and
joining at just over the speed of light which will create a paradox and as a
result everything that went into these holes will come streaming out and
ANOTHER universe will be born. This will definitely happen again, the
existance of black holes in this universe/reality proves that, and will
continue to happen as long as the paradox holds up. For if there is a
universe/reality that is eternal it must be one that has no holes in it.
Gravity is a function of matter interacting with spacetime, or spacetime
interacting with matter if you prefer. All matter from the smallest particle
(other than a black hole) to the largest galaxy, moves through spacetime. It
can also be said that spacetime flows around matter.
The reason that we and everything else on this and other planets are pulled
or pushed toward a point in its center is a physical manifestation of this
interaction.
Matter in motion has gravity which is not a property of matter, but its
existence in spacetime. The only thing that is not in motion is a black
hole, as they are not a part of spacetime but a hole in it. If you were to
observe two black holes that appeared to be moving toward each other it
would in fact not be so. What you would see is the disappearance of
spacetime between them, into them. They would not move toward each other but
eat the distance between each other. Black holes are stationary in
spacetime.
At sometime in the future they will all merge and join but only after ALL
of spacetime is gone, and the speed that they will meet will be infinite.
After that anything is possible, except impossibility itself.
But wait, if nothing is infinite and as such cannot exist in spacetime then
what of God, something purported to be both eternal and infinite? How can
something or someone like that exist in our universe/reality?
It cannot, except in our own imagination. God or the concept of perfection
that it represents exists only in that realm, the realm of consciousness. We
create (or re-create) God after God has created us. How else could God
survive the trip through the white hole of the Big Bang, by the reaching of
the conscious mind to the state of perfection, to the infinite.
We, beings of consciousness, are
but tiny pieces of that perfection in the process of creating (or
remembering) itself, the mind of God, and that our very existence is due
only to the imagining of that mind of our existence. A mind that we (all
conscious beings) are all a part of.
Our creation of God will in turn create us from God. Thus the circle of
existence is complete.
It seems to me that all this fighting over the nature of God to be a form
of consciousness-suicide, for the mind of the other you kill is a part of
your own, connected by the infinite.
Death is only the returning of that part of the God/mind into
itself, and birth its return from the infinite. The only thing that is
required of us is the incremental imagining of this perfection. All life in
its myriad forms is a function of this God/mind remembering(if you look at
it from the end) or creating (or from its beginning) itself.
So if you want to be a part of God I suggest that you close your physical
eyes and open the inner one that God gave you and imagine that God into
existence, so that after the last two holes become one, God can imagine YOU.
But if God as we define it does not exist in the sense of something
infinite and eternal, then where does God exist in the physical realm of
spacetime? The answer is NOWHERE, as the infinite cannot exist in spacetime.
There is a point in which God CAN exist and that is within the paradox.
In the moment before the Big Bang, the moment after the last two black
holes collide there exists, in fact HAS to exist a moment in space and in
time in which there is only....ONE.
Only one point in space and at only one time, and at that shortest of
moments, in that tiniest of places God does in fact exist in the physical
and the imagined.
For there and only there are all things possible...... even the impossible.
Are all things infinite.
All things ARE.
Perfection made real.
Zero-point.
Nirvana.
Heaven.
God.
Nothing = Infinite.

And at that point in space, in that moment of time.......a black
hole in another God/minds reality.

Send questions and comments to Grimmjoke@gmail.com or GrimmJoke on AIM

 

 

Lol, what a beautiful story was just lost to the tempermental contraption before me:)
To shorten:  I saw God.  I became God.  Then I realized everyone else was Being God while I was trying to tell them about it.  Now, I and everyone else are God playing parts in a story nearing its end among countless others.  I See you there...Here Seeing Me.  I smile as a father smiles watching his children who are completely absorbed in their game of make believe and I wish upon you all the joy you can possibly imagine.  I also know that one day your story and imagination will cease to thrill you as it once did.  When the world seems as though it has lost all of its magic and you are confronted with confusion, disillusionment, and sadness...I will be there, one way or another, to show you the wonder of yourSelf.  This I promise.
 

More God sightings

 

Dear sight owner,

In my dreams one night I had a vision of God. It was more than a dream it was real. It was a vision of beauty, of love, and seriousness. God was not an object more like something nobody could amagine. It almost as God spoke to me. God spoke though he\she was speaking of the angels. Could not understand except that suddenly I felt more truthful. That morning I had to
tell my wife that it was me who had broen her chinese vase. I told her. She was mad but she said it was ok because I told her the truth that it was me and not our dog who broke the vase. For some reason I think that it was the dream that gt me to tell the truth. From now on I know that God will allways be there for me even if I don't know that he\she is in my heart, soul or mind.

 Sincerely,
 anoynamous

I  have seen God, I have seen him in the goodness of peoples hearts, In little children, the innocent, In the old and weary. Yes, I have seen God. And my love for Him grows.

God -

I saw you the other day and your face was made of fruit. That nose - it looked like a banana.

Timothy Paul

Hello

 My name is Ana I'm from Europe - Portugal, and I saw Jesus.  Once during a Reiki session I got really emotional and as I was imagining
myself in peacefull beautiful garden, someone aproache me. During that moment I felt this warmth and an overwelming felling of love, tenderness, compassion, forgiveness, all the good fellings one can imagine. As I look to that person I realized that was Jesus smilling at me. That was the most spiritual, peacefull and innerself experiance of my life.

I'm sorry for my bad spelling.

Peace and Love

Ana

From Sahrin Topon 

I've met God and this is HIM...

"Before" does not outstrip Him,
"after" does not interrupt Him
"of" does not vie with Him for precedence
"from" does not accord with Him
"to" does not join with Him
"in" does not inhabit Him
"when" does not stop Him
"if" does not consult with Him
"over" does not overshadow Him
"under" does not support Him
"opposite" does not face Him
"with" does not press Him
"behind" does not limit Him
"previous" does not display Him
"after" does not cause Him to pass away
"all" does not unite Him
"is" does not bring Him into being
"is not" does not deprive Him from Being.
Concealment does not veil Him
His pre-existence preceded time,
His being preceded non-being,
His eternity preceded limit.
If thou sayest 'when', His existing has outstripped time;
If thou sayest 'before', before is after Him;
If thou sayest 'he', 'h' and 'e' are His creation;
If thou sayest 'how', His essence is veiled from description;
If thou sayest 'where', His being preceded space;
If thou sayest 'ipseity' (ma huwa), His ipseity (huwiwah) is apart from things. Other than He cannot be qualified by two (opposite) qualities at
one time; yet With Him they do not create opposition.
He is hidden in His manifestation, manifest in His concealing. 
He is outward and inward, near and far; and in this respect He is
removed beyond the resemblance of creation.
He acts without contact,
instructs without meeting,
guides without pointing.
Desires do not conflict with Him,
thoughts do not mingle with Him:
His essence is without qualification (takyeef),
His action without effort (takleef)

 

21th vers of Ramana Maharshi:"When sciptures speak of "seeing the Self" and
"seeing god", what is the truth they mean? How to see the self? As the Self
is one without a second, it is impossible to see it. How to see god? To see
Him is to be consumed by Him.
I like your website a lot. I am painting Yantras
http//www.meditations-bilder.de
Sitara

I HAVE SEEN THE TRUTH

In the year 1981 I had a near death experiance Where my spirit body cameout ofthe body and let through a closed window in the hospital and up a largetunel in thesky. 
      The first thing that happened I was dropped down in front of agroup of peoplethat seemed very happy. I walked pasted the people and it grow dark likeit seperatedthe area from the people. I was opened up to a room with people sittingon long benchesand this was like if you where in a movie theater 3 roles of people andat the front was like a stage and that is where I was drew to. When Igot to the end of the stage a manarrayed in white w/ a golden lasso around his waist come to me. In thistime someonehad talk with me what was very important for me. This had to do with myjob and whatmy purpose for my life here. I whated to go really bad to this lightthat shined down andhe pushed me away. The second time he touched me it was so much POWER itthrowmy arms back in the air and suddenly I was back at my body in thehospital and I lookedat my spirit hands as I went back in. The light that I wanted to gothrough if I had to definenow  seem like the Holy Spirit going to earth. 
      I learned to be awatchtower  allways tolearn to know the truth in the bible and understand the key to David(the blood line thatChrist came through) I fill also very important is that understandingwhat is going to takeplace before Christ comes back . The bible clearly states the son ofperdition has to comefirst( Satan). 2Th 2:3. The 6 th trump the 6th seal and  6th vile. Themessage that I what to say is theTruth comes on the seen at the 7th trump. The bible says all will befool except for hiselect.  
      Please be careful and not lazy with God he means bussiness. It'sjust like ajob here now only you can't be over qualifed. I'm talking like this topeople thatknow who they are with him. I have my own self to take care of. If youcould haveseen what I saw. You would what people to see him in the true light. Whytake secondbest with him he knows all. Best wishes and special blessing to all thatread thismessage.  

Iaven't actually "seen" God but I have felt him many times in my life. 

I am have had many experiences of being undeniably guided, assisted etc. Often times it is as though someone is talking in my ear with warnings or directions.  At other times it is actual physical experiences of presence. 
Once I was rushing to get onto a bus which was full already and I was the last person in line. I was physically held back by an unseen force. The bus driver just sat looking at me and I stood there staring at him, unable to move. He looked back toward the people standing in the aisle realising the bus was overcrowded and was about to move off when a man in a suit bolted up along side of the bus, and pushed me out of the way to get on.
I caught the next bus only to find around the corner that the first bus had been involved in an accident and the man in the suit had fallen through the front window and was lying on the road apparently dead.David Terry I rushed home with a mix of excitement and reverence to tell my family that I had been saved.
Next, quite a few years later I was a single mother in a refuge hiding from a violent husband. I was attending the church which administered the refuge when out of the blue the minister launched an attack against me as part of his sermon. I was absolutely horrified and completely humiliated and still to this day do not understand what happened or why, however, as I ran out of the church with my baby in my arms, wondering where on earth I would find the strength not to collapse right there in the church grounds I felt my self being sort  of carried, I was still walking but there was suddenly a presence of support walking with me, as though a friend had walked and put a reassuring arm around me. It was the night Jesus walked me home.
There are many experiences, many ways in which I am guided and protected..........led on a daily basis really. There is no doubt for me not only that God exists but that he is a BIG God and he really has the power to do anything, if only we will ask.
Blessed Be
Susie from down under

 

This was probably fall 1959/spring 1960, and I was at primary school. It was called Eccleston Lane Ends Primary School and was a low brick built Victorian building, similar to many other purpose built schools constructed around the 1870’/80’s, particularly in the industrial areas of northern England.

As a child I often felt quite alone and was described as diffident; I found it hard to join in games and was probably not invited to....I seem to remember playing with others in a 1 to 1 situation rather than being part of a team, gang or organised game. I seem to remember being on my own often too, in the playground or standing on a low parapet and holding onto iron railings, looking through them at the lorries and vans passing on the main road. At that time they were often beautifully sign written, hand painted, with the name of the company, the telephone numbers and where they were based.....decorative cream or ivory lettering, often outlined and shadowed, painted onto the cab doors or the sides of dark blue or bright red wagons.

That was in the big playground. Round the other side of the school was a smaller playground, surrounded by old brick walls, with a scruffy patched tarmac surface and a large old hawthorn tree that flowered in the spring, cast shade in the summer and dripped from bare black twigs in the winter.

To return to the school buildings, one had to go through a doorway in a wall, out of the small playground. To the right of the doorway, within the playground, was a shed that contained sports equipment.

It was a day that was neither sunny and warm, nor cold and grey....it was what people used to call a mild day. I was about 6, maybe 7, and I was standing on that spot, just a few feet in front of that doorway, with the grey painted shed to my right. There was playground noise ....boys pretending to be aeroplanes, a football thudding and scraping around and the shouts of a game, girls bouncing balls against a high wall....shouts and screams and footsteps running around me, the sounds of that semi organised freedom that is compressed into 15 minutes before the bell goes and the playground empties.

On that spot a voice started saying my name in my head, quietly but insistently at first.....Mark Evans....Mark Evans.....Mark Evans.....Mark Evans over and over and over, and as it repeated these words, it became not only louder but somehow bigger, emptier and with more echo, and as it expanded in this way, the words began to cease to contain their meaning. The playground noises faded away, the sense of standing on the tarmac surface disappeared, the buildings and my sense of place were replaced by a vast darkness that was unimaginably enormous. The voice continued but no longer sounded like a voice and the words had ceased to be words, but the sound continued to expand and amplify....becoming like an endless wailing bellowing howl, unimaginably loud and continuous, echoing in some vast black space without edges or boundaries. The sound just kept on growing....ceasing to become sound and becoming just a huge booming universal resonance that was like witnessing something primordial and fundamental, as if this was the root of all sound, the raw material of sensation. Any sense of space and time or awareness of contrast was gone, there was nothing to see, or to feel and it seemed that the noise reached such a pitch, such a resonance, such unfathomable depth, that it became truly nothing; not ‘nothing’ as something small, but nothing so big that it contained every imaginable thing in the universe.

When the sensation began to subside, like thunder rolling away, I had an incredibly intense feeling that I had been hurtling at unbelievable speed through, up or down some vast spinning vortex of darkness, completely alone. I really felt as though I had been picked up by a gigantic hand and been thrown across the universe until I had reached the absolute zero limits of something, and then deposited back on earth, as if by a reverse whirlwind that spun itself down to a tiny point to leave me exactly where I had been standing before.

I remember feeling strangely and completely stunned. The activities going on in the playground were as if I had missed about 2-3 minutes. The bell had gone, most people were going in, and I was kind of in the way, standing as I was just a few feet in front of the doorway. The playground was emptier and children were walking and running past me through the doorway, back to the building. I had no one to tell this to, either at school, or when I got home, and it was a long time before I told anyone, I was perhaps in my 30’s, and since then I have only told about 3 people at all....and this is the first time that I have written it down.

Looking back over 40 years, to that moment, it still seems that it was the most real thing that has ever happened to me somehow. If I try and make sense of it, why it happened and why it happened to me, I can’t. If I try and find explanations....was it a fit?, was it a religious experience?, was it a symptom of mental illness?..........I have no success.

The only way I can describe it, as an adult, is in the most general terms. It is as if I had been given some form of insight into the personally specific and the totally universal, and the relationship between them; how they co-exist in reality. I don’t know if it was a gift or a curse,Cynthia Re Robbins I sometimes feel that it is something that I was given but have never discovered how to use; at other times I think it was random, without rhyme or reason or purpose. I have never met anyone who has had a similar experience.....but then maybe many people have and have kept it to themselves, because they don’t want to be thought of as crazy or can’t make any more sense out of it than I can......I just don’t know. And maybe that’s the whole point......that I have some proof of sorts that we really do not know, that we have absolutely no idea at all.

I went back to the same spot and stood on it about 18 months ago. The buildings and playground is still there, though they have a different use; it is no longer a school. The wall and the doorway near where I stood have gone, as has the shed, but I can still identify the exact point were it happened.

I stood on it. Nothing happened, nothing at all. The same person, nearly 40 years on, in exactly the same spot. Just a gritty scruffy piece of tarmac, no children. Just a man standing still for a minute, then walking away.

 

hi ya                 my name is bunk. i have not seen god but in life we all are god.  i give this.    u should always be god.       he sees u god love us and pray with us . god wee love u and pray u . thank u god 4 being there 4 us and helping the ones that love life and u 4 god is life and we are god so give as much as u can and life will give u a god lovin chance by i love all of u peace. bunkp@msn.com

 

Bunk// yes I have seen god. god is every day we awake. if u love god.  god will  see u and u should see god. hi my name is bunk I live in okc I have been going to church latly and i must say i love god . it is some times hard 4 me to see god but i just stop and listen.god hears me even in my sleep. if u love god u should always listen no matter whut u do god him self will always see u. it will not matter if u steal hate or burn. god will always love u god is the best of the good inside .the bad u should not Judge or hate. god is the only one to say. do u lOve god if u do than say god is good..... if u hate some thing iN life than e mail me.. and I will talk to u about any thing on your minD pleASe love your brothers and sisters we are all one so think  think think. we should always love. and god will do the rest  thank u. may god be with u on this life .and may u too love GOD.    . bunkp.. thank u 4 reading this have a good day and a god life. thank u god 4 being in my life gog bless u all.    BUNKP@MSN.COM

a little over 2 years ago i was awaken by what felt like a hand on my back, sitting me up in bed. then a voice behind me said "this is GOD" and i sawwhat looked like a doorway with very bright white trim and inside was filled with many different colored lights. i thought GOD must be inside this door, i wish i could get closer and see. then i felt like i was moving closer just by thinking it. as i got closer i realized this was not a door, what looked like white trim was more like a white light and inside was filled with many different colored lights. as i got closer it looked like a see through curtain in front of the lights. then i realized this is not a door i am looking at, This is GOD!  then it got dark again, i could not see anything, then a picture of a man appeared and the voice behind me said "this is JESUS" it was not like any picture i ever saw of JESUS. all i saw was the head and shoulders of him, it was like he was looking down, but his eyes where closed. again i got closer just by thinking it, i could not believe what i was seeing, it was not like a dream, it was like i was wide awake looking at him. then he disappeared and i could see my room again so i got out of bed, i could not walk very good i was shaking so much. i sat up the rest of the night, for some reason i thought i was going to die. i waited 2 weeks before i told my wife about what happened that night. i did not think i should tell anyone about what i saw until something else happened that made me feel that it was OK to tell other people about it. many strange things happened before and after this night, this is just part of the story. i don't want to bore you with the details. if you are interested i would be glad to share everything that happened with you.

Alan

 

 

I was interested in knowing the source of Great Spirit or God and one
night before sleep I asked Spirit to show me....

That evening whilst asleep I was in a dream that felt like a cabin in
the hills and in this cabin was an old Native American woman... she
seemed to be happy to see me and knew why I had come.

I asked, "Are you Great Spirit?", pointing at her.

Her right hand came up from behind her back and covered her giggles...
she thought the idea was very funny... She then produced from behind her
back a photo of a old Native American man with a kindly face. I pointed
at the picture and asked, "Is he Great Spirit?".

This only drew more laughter. She was a mass of hilarity... which she
then recovered from and then she pointed at me... and I knew...

I too, am Great Spirit.

Love and Light
--
Christopher J. Barnaby

Excuse me for my bad english!

The only thing I can tell is that I didn't experienced anything.
It was something undescriptible that happened a couple of months ago: I was sitting trying to meditate when... I just stopped trying to control my thoughts... Something went from my belly and rose to the top of my head... it was an explosion of light and I was thtat light and there was nothing else but that light: inside as well as outside, from the region of my heart there was a kind of ray of light that was 'connected with the universe and at a moment, it was like all the energy that was projected by the "explosion" was coming back to me...but huge!!! My heart was trembling of all this beauty, it was as a dream and I still can't believe that this happened. No word can really explain what it was, because words are just approximations.

 

in my photography i capture the faces of nature and to me and many others
these are God.  enjoy

 

I was in Dominical, Costa Rica at the stroke of midnight.  I was facing the Pacific Ocean as the last timezone of the world celebrated the new year.  I can't get into detail, for I am still trying to understand what happened to me.  I was taken over by a humble feeling of pride.  I striped myself of all of my cloths in the face of god, and was changed for ever. I am now a very loving Christian, and my family and friends noticed the change in me imediatly.  I am happier than I have every been, and I thank GOD for changing my life in an instant! 

 
                                                       God Bless!
                                                       LOVE TO ALL
 
                                                    T. Brandon Barker

 

oh my.....who shall believe
.....i hesitate, ....but i shall tell you all whether you think me
arrogant or delusional.....

i was driving home from work......

wondering after the homeless man i would see each day, the weather in
iowa gets so cold in january....

.i wished for my own death, not by suicide....but i was willing to be
put to death, placing my life in the hands of the god who gave me
life.....

.i was willing for whatever he would want to do to me.....

.somehow i looked up, smile----while driving....
.looked up in spirit or mind or flesh, whatever state i cannot say.....

.but i looked up

 and saw the face of my dearest friend, a face covered with bruises,
cuts and bloodied...
oh, ......and those eyes looked at me with silent compassion.....

.i looked in those compassionate eyes and saw love shining, glowing.....

.and something else...

. this love enthralled me because i saw another life inside who was the
love...

in an instant, with one look,

 my heart leaped with joy for i knew this living love was god with my
whole heart and soul....

.and i was given life and unspeakable love for my wish for death...

..i saw the back of my new friend with god in his eyes was covered with
terrible wounds

 and i wanted to hide away, dig myself a hole and jump in,

 because i knew i was responsible for causing many of the wounds...

...but the living love in those eyes held me enthralled ..

...i realized the greatest sin would be to turn away from the love in
those eyes to turn away from the love my friend paid for by accepting
with grace my wouds

......i had no strength in me to face this awesome love

 whose name is wonderful.....beloved.....my dearest lord and king....

...but i was held up in my weakness

 all fear was taken away,
 my broken heart was healed,
 my prison of guilt and shame  vanished....

.then i was driving again,,

,,,no time had passed, an eternity had been expirienced,..

.....i shall never explain this well enough......how i became ancient
and new in an instant..

....this living love, this presence permeated all in all, is the beauty
at the heart of creation..

...i have no faith anymore......i have knowing..

..yet i am only a witness with no proof of god except for the tingle of
life inside me..

..and this is the precious gift and temple of my fond worship..

...life itself is the kingdom of heaven..

...but how silly of me to tell another what they already know inside
their own heart...

...and i call this living love.....father, mother, sister, brother, my
dearest friend and true beloved, lover, son, daughter and even
stranger..

..my god, my goddess and in truth my blessed comforter, the holy spirit
dwelling in the life that i am..

..and in thee my dearest friend...

....goddess bless you .

taj

 
Hello.
 
I have seen God.
 
 
Why?
 
 
Because I am pure of heart and have cast out my evil spirit.
 
 
and the Holy Ghost Lives inside me. mmmmmmm
 
How do I know it?
 
cause I saw it.
 
call me crazy
 
call me love
 
I just am
 
 
So, what does God look like?
 
He is in all things.
 
A great white aura
 
beautiful in all respects
 
Love at it's best
 
Love
 
Love it is.
 
Nothing less, everything more.
 
Can you still see him?
 
Yes
 
does he not live always?
 
Does the sun not rise in the morning and set at night?
 
God is always there for me to see.
 
mmmmmm
 
So special
 
The light that never goes out
 
The light that is
 
just that
 
all things
 
DIVINE
 
mmmmmm
 
 
<><><>
 
Well, I hope you liked my divine rambling!
 
God Bless your little heart.
 
 
MsFINE
 
 
Keep searching and you shall find.
 
 

 

I @m

I am HE,    I am SHE
I am who you want to be

I'm your Laughter, I'm your Tears
I'm the Light, when Dark appears
I am LOVE,    I am HATE
I am Everything : so Great

I'm your favourite colour, your greatest Fear
I'm the Noise - you cannot hear
I am Music, I am War
I am TRUTH, your cherished whore

I'm what makes your World go round
I'm that part of you that SCREAMS....out LOUD
I'm that *sigh*, within you heart,
I'm what RIPS your life apart

I'm your Teacher, I'm your Child
I'm whatever drives you Wild
I am YOU
you are ME
We are LOVE
......Eternally

 phillipo Arizona May 1999

 

There was a time when I was in a dance of at-onement with life I suppose, but compromise came early and deeply.  Grace dogged me, however, and early on I had a powerful moment with a petal on the great green front lawn of the people who lived behind us.  I was 4 or 5 and I can't really make sense out of this whole experience (it is beyond me), but I was walking across the lawn when I sighted and stopped to pick up a fresh, light yellowish-green, orange, and white petal.  I had never seen such a petal and looked all around to find the flower from which it came.  But there were no flowers in sight.  I did not look up to the branches of the giant tulip trees arching far above me for I was a little one, enveloped by the grass.  Instead, I felt a shock of blessing.  I seemed to feel that this petal was a rare gift from some invisible presence.  I was deeply impressed and awed and felt so mysteriously loved!  It was many years before I figured out that it was a gift from the grand trees overhead.  Or was it?

Then at 12 1/2 years when I was in 7th grade, I was given another far more articulated experience.  I was a dyslexic, subjectively muddled, socially odd, not very attractive little bird, given to despondency.  It was Sep. 1953. I was studying science for the first time and we were sent home to memorize the scientific method.  Our science teacher had earnestly taken pains to instill the importance of the scientific method to all mankind.  He explained that before man had this rational tool, humans had resorted to superstition and myth-making to explain phenomena around them, but,  with the scientific method, man could rid himself of the blindness of superstition and get at the truth of the universe.  We now could study and understand reality.  I was impressed and dutifully went home with my book, took it to my room and sat at my desk, working on memorizing all the steps.  I became thirsty and walked downstairs to get a glass of water.  As I descended, I somehow asked the question inside myself, "Is the scientific method the way to understand the truth of reality?" And as I turned the corner to walk through the dining room on my way to the kitchen I was stopped dead in my tracks.  A deep sweet voice lovingly spoke to me.  It said something like the following which was accompanied by visuals demonstrating and clarifying what was being communicated.

"Man has a particular makeup, is equipped with a particular set of senses to use: sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, etc.  And the nature of these senses and the mental processes which synthesize them, create the world man "sees' as "a reality out there"and considers real and solid. So, actually, the observable reality of science is but a portrait of these sense and mental mechanisms, nothing more!"

It is hard to describe, but all this was shown me as well as told.  I was rapt! amazed! for I could see that it was so.  And then, still deep in contemplation, I asked within, "What is reality then?" And suddenly the dining room was swept away and I was shown an empty vastness beyond anything, anything that I could have possibly imagined.  I was stunned, breathless, absolutely blown away.  Then it all disappeared and I was back in the dining room.  After a few minutes, I walked on to the kitchen where my mother was beginning to prepare supper and tried to explain my experience to her.  She was a good mother, reliably kind, and she responded, "That's nice, dear." Though I struggled with what this all meant, my relationship to 7th grade science, and all of life, had gained a very different but very privately held perspective.  As I grew up and in graduate school took a course in Hinduism I began to comprehend this experience more fully.  But I believe that its teaching will be unfolding throughout the rest of my life.

Elizabeth Greenleaf

 i spoke to God/dess this morning. i restlessly lay in bed about 3am and imagined i reclined in the loving lap of the Mahadevi.

i heard a thousand harmonious whispers all speaking directly to me of thoughts and prayers. i asked a question about prayer and was told "do not pray for things you think you 'want', rather ask for the recognition of that which already exists ."
" The most important relationship is the one you have with yourself and God. Pray to manifest into your reality that which already exists as a divine reflection of who you are."
 

I was also told not to waste time, as it is the most precious element of present reality, the NOW is here. are you?

This clear and divine question and answer period was as frightening as it was profound. I felt i began to burn with fever and was told my vibration was intensified in the presence of God; therefore my body generated more heat. I could feel the waves of pulsing vibrations and knew i was home.
 
What was so remarkable was the actual VOICE...it was so melodical and harmonious...like a chant of  a thousand tones that ranged in octaves to create almost an echo, but a sound encased in itself. A thousand feminine voices whispering truth and affirmation. I was also told " conscious choice is the path to personal power." 
 
For this i am grateful. I pray for greater awareness and recognition.
 
In peace and gratitude i share this with you. Namaste.
 
If you've had similar experience or would like to comment e-mail me at godesstefanie@sbcglobal.net

 

acknowledgement and recognition is always appreciated and welcomed. the divine always accompanies  me in my daily life; but to hear it mirrored back to me is truely blessed. when i paint, i am forever aware of this presence.

when i begin , i have an idea, but as i let go and let god the line between myself and what happens disolves and there is no stronghold left for my ego not even as a passive witness.

it is like the moment when you first got the knack of swimming or riding a bicycle; the feeling that you are not doing it yourself, but it is somehow happening on its own,and you wonder whether you will lose it-as indeed you may if you try forcibly to hold onto it.

then i remember,a leaf as is blown about by the wind... i am both the leaf and the wind , the world outside is

just as much as the world within.

all space becomes my mind...and time carries me along like a river, and never flows out of the present;the more it comes the more it stays, and i have learned to surrender to this ...and BE! blessed be & namaste......

 

do the eyes of truth ever close?...even for  a moment?.......

It's so securely interwoven within my mind, my first realization of an image of God. It's a simple image, that struck me when I was a child of about 3 or 4. Some other children and I were coloring, (maybe it was even the kiddie waiting room, of sunday school) Anyway, maybe from a picture someone was drawing, maybe from just the act of everyone drawing, but I looked up, and all of a sudden realized that God was a big purple triangle, in the sky. the edges aren't straight, they're sort of bend-y, like flowing to the ease with the wind, and the two long 'points' that make the 'base' of the triangle-shape are actually his arms, as he's hugging the earth, and the little drawn/colored flowers, growing on the ground beneath him.
Everytime I think of God, hear his name, or whatever, immediately, that same image just naturally comes to mind.
To describe it probably sounds absurd and made-up to some, but it's just something that's part of my mind, that I take for granted. It's very nice, actually - sort of like an energy-thing. That's how I can see that image now, that I'm grown.
So God is a big purple triangle, in the sky, hugging the flowers. Isn't that nice??

Oh yes, I have seen God, I do see God and I think I wont be able
to stop myself seeing god <grin>.
In the infinite moment of now, bejond time and space, there is god,
god the unity that we are.

I am god, you are god, ALL IS GOD

And this was just an attempt to express something trough words,
something with no beginning and no end, beyond the game of polarities.
Its god that speaks to you right now, Its god that you breath in right now,
and you are an aspect (one god on an adventure trip in this interesting,
beautifull game on this wonderful place) of the whole.
(..and know the logic mind turns up; How can this men dare to call himself
and us gods? What a....) If we are gods, everything that we do, everything
that we think, all our emotions has increadible power and does affect all.
That might be a problem for most of our (at the moment) lazy, careless
societies.
(If the television is on, everythings so comfortable, so why being a god?
What a nonsense!

knock, knock its time to wake up! We do not need to give our power to
institutions or
to any other things, god is us, right now, start developing what I can´t
express with my words...........and I wish you a nice journey:-)

in-love-finite
soma ri om     

--
Soma ri om
All is God
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hello!
despite the fact that a vast array of coincidences happen to me on a daily
basis, sometimes this is not enough. As a fickle woman I am always looking
for more, God is always there when I stop.

I saw God the other day in a singer... I told him what a beautiful song he
had made and that it deeply touched me... he embraced me and said, "you
wrote it"
I am still in awe of the feeling of that moment
Love,
Teri Danai

 

While on retreat with Gangaji, I have the profound experience of the
divinity of every being present.  In the dimly lit meditation hall, each
sitting Buddha appears larger than life and illuminated by a warm glowing
light from within.  Delicate threads of light connect one to another. 
Breath stops.  The next two and a half hours pass like mere minutes as I
delight in the scene, both walking and sitting in meditation.

You are all Divine.

It is my hope that you can see your own divinity.

--Prem Marga

I was feeling such inner contentment that it made me wonder if I was
enlightened. I realized that I had it made.

Then a wave of light seemed to pass through the room. The sensation was
fleeting and there was no time to examine it. As the light passed, there was
a corresponding intensification of the well being that I was feeling. I was
looking at the world through enlightened eyes.

Another wave of light was passing through the room.  This time I could see
it more clearly as it came. It was orange. The color of the sky at sunset.
Again there was an instant intensification of my happiness. This was it, I
had arrived.

Then the light came again. I knew what it was going to do to me and I began
to weep with a mixture of unworthiness and rapture. Bank after bank of the
most beautiful light began to flood across the room.  Each wave increased my
bliss. Tears were now streaming from my eyes. My body was filled with bliss.
  And that bliss was ruthlessly growing with every wave of light I saw.

Then I experienced ego death, the death of that mind thing which is
constantly talking to itself. It simply could not function under the weight
of this torrential bliss. When ego died, I arrived. For the first time in my
life I was in silence.

Divinity filled everything. Every object was softly glowing with its own
light. There were no thoughts at all. I was perceiving everything directly
and I knew everything directly.

Looking around me with my new eyes, I beheld a perfect world where nothing
had ever gone wrong. Nothing ever could go wrong, because everything was
made from perfection. Everything was God and everything was in God.
Everything radiated God. The garden of Eden was before my very eyes.

Bliss soared within me. I exploded inside and became a single point of
perception floating in deep space.

I had found my way to the void.
I had seen God.

~ Bodi Soham

Enjoying an early morning concert
in the whirlpool room,
we chant and sing the names of God.
As before,
the words become an invocation
A call to God.

We want to see God face to face.

But this occasion is a bit different...
This time I find myself inwardly saying,
"Yes!  I really do mean that!
I want to see God
Right now."

Suddenly all disappears:
whirlpool room
personality
humanity
even my own human form.
All gone.
Any memory or thought of these things
is also not present.

I Am
Energy and Light
Radiating Outward
I Am All That Is
The Totality of Reality
Alert and Aware.

There is no time here
no objects
no coming and going of events.
Only Radiant and Alert Potential
Which I Am.

Eventually I detect a ripple,
Some slight disturbance.
Then curiosity as to what that ripple might be.
I begin casting about a bit.

.and suddenly find myself back in human form.
I hear deep loud sobbing.
It comes from my own trembling body
and I am kneeling
in the waters.

     ~ Prem Marga

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Hi,

 
I've seen god.........Words can't describe, that's why I paint.......If you have a minute I would love to reciprocate what the website has shared with the paintings on my website..........
 
www.krisd.net
 
Thanx,
kris d

 

I love your paint . I think that god is energy of univer...

 

Dear Friend,
     I particulary like the Mandala painting by Alex Grey, titled "Nature of Mind". It reminds of when I was chanting regularly and had a very positive and life changing experience.  When I began chanting the Hare Krisna chant with my beads and while I walked my dog.  I began feeling gods love all around me.  One day it hit me when I was walking my dog and everything seemed so bright and beautiful.  I noticed that I was not worried anymore about my future !  All my fears of growing old, paying bills on time dying or getting in an accident and injuring my body in some way did not scare me anymore.  I felt an inner peace that whatever was in store for me, I could handle !  I was no longer attached to my outcomes.  I felt so safe and at peace with myself and my life here on earth.  I also began to see other peoples problems more clearly and I began to speak with more clarity. 
       Although I have stopped chanting now for a year .  I do not feel as blissful as I did during that time but I know I can get there again one day.  All it takes is self discipline.  Disciplining the mind is vital I think.  It's so easy to be lazy and do what our impulses tell us.  So anyway I just wanted to let you know that this was definately an experience of being so close or in union with God that I will never forget.
Thank you,
Amy

I see Jesus, and hear God in my dreams. In one Jesus told me that he would come back and save us once more. He said he would be tortured once again in some way. In another one God answered my prayers and helped me know who my true friends are. Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is coming back like he said in my dream.
                          Love always,
                                        Strawberry Shortcake

 

Hello, dear fellow god-child,

 
Besides the times I felt I saw God-presence glowing everywhere, in everything that I usually see in my normal blindness, there was the time I was blasted upward out of my body into a blazing column of white light surrounded by a huge vibration like a roaring wave coming in from all directions.  In the  sound there were three words:  ONLY GOD ETERNAL.  So was that God?  That's the part I remember anyway, although I have always felt that this was followed by something that I never had words or images for, maybe a finer vibration or void.  This vision was preceded by Sufi practices and some fasting.  I wasn't under any chemical influences (that I was aware of.-- who knows what kind of chemistry was going on?) 
 
Recently I spent a full night in the radiant presence of the Mother/Lady Wisdom in the Amazon under the influence of ayahuasca.  For hours I was in a jaw-dropped state of wonder, at times nothing to say but "Oh my god....." She was a vast and powerful being of intelligent love, and yet I didn't feel that "this is God".  More like "She is in God, worlds are born and die within her and the totality God is even more than all of this".  As if my definition of God is the Ground of Being within which all of this manifests. 
 
Thanks to you for your contribution to truth and beauty!
 
Kismet

 

My name is Shawn Thompson and I want to talk to you about certain experiences in my life that have opened my eyes to the fact that God is real and that Jesus Christ is the only way to salvation. I will explain to you why I have come to believe this and why it may be vitally important information for you.

God has directly intervened in my life on several occasions. The first time was during an argument I was having with my mother when I was in my early teens. I was going out with some friends and for some reason she was angry that I was going out and this led to an argument. I was about to respond with a heated reply to something she had said to me when it occurred to me that her anger towards me was caused by an emotional pain she had inside her that had nothing to do with me. After perceiving that I automatically forgave her and all my anger drained away. At that very instant I felt the touch of god. It was like a shower of divine love that spread through my entire body. It was as if God was saying “Yes! That is that correct way.” 

The second time God intervened in my life was on Christmas Eve when I was about sixteen. I and a friend of mine saw an angel at a shopping mall. The major shopping mall in the city of Ottawa is called the Rideau Center. The mall was split down the middle by a main street filled with people and many side streets nearby where there were bars and nightclubs that the local college kids frequented. That’s where me and my friend were headed. My friend had the money and I had just enough for bus fare back home. We had just exited the mall and started heading down the main street towards the bars when we became separated. I was working my way through the crowd trying to spot my buddy when I suddenly heard a voice like nothing I had ever heard before. I turned and in the main entrance to the mall an extremely tall woman dressed like a homeless person was singing Silent Night. The beauty of her voice was beyond anything I have heard before or since. Doniphan BlairIt soared up into the night sky and pierced me through to the depths of my heart. It was awe inspiring. I turned and people were just streaming by ignoring her. I will state here categorically that it was impossible that I was the only person out of hundreds who would have been stopped dead by the haunting beauty of that voice. It was just inconceivable that no one else was stopping. She had a hat out (it may have been a cup I can’t recall) for change and I remember struggling with myself as to whether I should give her my bus fare. Finally I decided not to because I wasn’t sure if I would find my friend or not and I lived far away on the outskirts of the city. I eventually tore myself away and moved on down the street again looking for my friend. After several minutes I ran into him coming up the street towards me. I told him about the woman and he told me the exact same story. A woman who looked exactly as I had seen with an unearthly voice and everyone except for him was streaming by ignoring her. He underwent the same struggle about whether or not to give her some money. He said he had seen her back the way he had been coming from and I told him I had seen her behind me in the direction I had been coming from. We both went to the mall entrance but she was nowhere to be found. Both shaken by the experience we decided to head home early that night. 

The third time God intervened in my life was the most dramatic. My major cross to bear in this life is extreme introversion and self consciousness. At times it has made my life a living hell. I have been trying to overcome this problem forever. On this particular day I was feeling hopeless about my situation. For the first time in my life I became truly and sincerely hopeless. I stress this point because this condition is the closest we can come to perceiving the truth of this world. When you become truly hopeless you no longer even associate with your own thoughts because you know they are unable to help you. I was lying down on my bed undergoing all of this when my consciousness seemed to shift to another, metaphorical level. Suddenly all of my thoughts became like dark clouds.Bill Martin "Ripple" Then I was standing on a barren world where there was no life. Nothing except a choking black sky of darkness and pollution. Somehow I seemed to be able to rise above this planet to the starry sky. But then as I was rising away from this world I felt suddenly naked as if I had forgotten something. I looked behind me and huge mass of darkness gathered and began to close on me. It caught me and it was like oppressive clouds of the vilest pollution began choking the life out of me. In my hopelessness, not really knowing what I was saying. I began almost casually saying to myself that I wish the sun would come out. It was said in the tone of one expressing a wish that he has no faith in. But then suddenly there was a glint of light and it was like a bolt of lightning through my entire being. Then another and another. Then the sun came out. The clouds parted and God appeared to me. I felt my heart open up and heard a high pitched beautiful sound like a bell. The shock of this is beyond words. There was God exactly as the bible had described him. I can tell you that when you see god you will not have guess about who it is. God is unmistakably God. He looks like the sun in a clear blue sky except He radiates intelligence, love and life. At the same time I also saw/felt beyond all doubt that he was the center of my being. My source. My truth. Please understand that God is real and He is a person. We are distinct from him but not separate from him. We are all living a lie. Where we exist within ourselves. What you would call the seat of our consciousness is in fact not our seat. It is God’s throne. The reality of God is a million times greater that physical reality. Beside God the physical world becomes the puff of smoke illusion that it is. 

When you experience this you are forced to confront several unpleasant facts. Fact number one is that God is real and exists right behind our thoughts. We have been living our entire lives in his immediate presence but not realizing it. He has seen every thought we have ever had. To appear before him in this fashion is to appear before him naked. Naked to him and ourselves. The guilt and shame you experience in this situation is overpowering. God is perfect. His perfection is undeniably vivid. I suddenly became self conscious and when I did darkness started appearing between me and the light. I vividly remember scrambling to hide behind this darkness from the light. From fear of exposure. In retrospect I think my self consciousness was this darkness for the two appeared at the same moment. My self consciousness it seems was consciouness of sin. This was about fifteen years ago. Since then I have spent considerable time trying to figure out what happened. I now realize that Christ must be the answer. It is the only solution I can think of. God does not cast us out of Eden. It is we who cast ourselves out. However it is no less terrible for this fact. The world is the exact opposite of the truth. The truth is God and only God. We are real and true only relative to Him. Free Will is one single choice. God or not. After that freewill is gone except for the ability to believe in Christ. In your day to day life you have no choice whatsoever. Your thoughts are not your own. Your mind is not your own. I believe that the common conception of the ego is one of the meanings the term Antichrist. We set this concept of self up in the center of our being but I’m telling you it has no place there. Please understand I don’t mean to say that we cease to exist when we accept God. We merely become secondary to him within ourselves. The story of Galileo is a good parable of this. The only way I believe we can stand before God is within the concept of Christ. By recognizing that God is Christ we can lay claim to the new covenant and then the past is forgotten. By being clothed in Christ we have no need of darkness and can live permanently in Gods presence unashamed. Otherwise our conscience convicts us and we sentence ourselves to earth which is effectively hell compared to the truth of God. Many religions believe that works are the basis of salvation. That heaven can be earned but I can tell you that no human conscience can stand naked before the truth and perfection of God. Only through belief in Christ and repentance which means putting God first in our lives can we be saved. Which brings me to the final point. Armageddon. Will God just wait forever for us to figure this out one by one ? Is there a limit to his patience? Are we in danger of truly destroying ourselves if God doesn’t step in? Does evil truly exist? Can we permanently die both physically and spiritually? I am beginning to believe that this is so. I am getting signals that not only is Armageddon real. It is directly upon us. 

He Was wearing long blue coat,a green pant and a purple
triangle logo on his chest.His image was like white as snow
with blue eyes.This was in my dream as he was opening
the darknes of the universe with his two hands and stretching his right hand and flying to the world.
 After three month as I was walking in the street I saw him on the sky this time he was wearing a blak hat and a sun glasses.He showed me a Bmw logo with his left hand.
 

he was big as the size of one city

Mesfin Mengistu

Hey you!

I just want to tell you something about my experiences I had with God.

I'm not really sure, wether it's been God or my higher self, but it has been

a very strong and significant part of my life.

It accured due to the fact that my grandma died in 1998. I was very sad

about it, because we had a very tight relationship. She used to be like a

mother to me when I was at the age of 2, because my parents got devorced, so

that I had to live with her for nearly 2 years.

My mother did not realize my sadness and I did not know with whom I could

speak.

About 2 months after her death, I was lying in bed in deep grieve and the

feeling that everything is senseless. I was absolutely down and thought

seriously of suicide, when suddenly I supposed to feel a hand grabbing at me

and trying to help me up.

My grieve turned to enthusiasm. I felt strong and safe. Something or someone

was there - right next to me. I felt the warmth of a body and its love.

Up from this experience I learned to live with my grandma's death and felt

much better.

I know that someone is there -always.

And again I have to say that I don't know wether it is God or my own higher

self.

Thx,

Claudia from Germany

 

A few months back I was haveing what was like a dream, but then not.  I say this as the experience was so over -whelming that I just cannot get it out of my mind.  He (God)  was about 2 ft. away from me at the most and consisted of the brightest most beautifull light Ive ever seen in this exzistance!  He was within the light, and yet was the light.

He was communicateing with me about my life, and as I was comeing out of the dream/vision I found my self saying... please dont leave yet God, please dont leave me yet, and that was it.  I cannot recall the conversation except that it was about my life. I also feel that God saved me during my last pregnacy as I had to hace a c-section and after the baby was born they had to do emergency surgery on me as I began to hemmorage.  The last thing I remember was the Drs. saying that they were looseing me, later I woke up in a private room and one of the nurses told me that I should pray to God for thanks as the drs. did all they could for me and left my life in Gods hands. I do remember during this time while I was unconcious that I spoke with whom I can only say was Jesus and he told me that It was not my time that I had things in my life that were unfinished. Ive had other experiences such as suddenly feeling the most wonderfull joy, love, peace, an abundance of wonderious feelings and at the same time feeling a loveing presence. This has happened on numerious occasions and I look forward to all as they last only a little while.  My youngest son has had some enlightening experiences as well, like playing with angels on the north side of heaven, where Gods throne is, or rules from. This is what he told me and at the time was too young and was not that knowledgeable about God.  Hes had some negative experiences as well. God is whom I constantly seek, he is my path and I long to be near him.

 

Today I have seen this homepage the first time and I red the experience Ana from Portugal made. I had exactly the same imagination beeing in a garden and realizing that Jesus smiles to me. Than he gave me his hands and the warmth, love, peace and energy was owerwelming me. Suddenly I felt that Jesus and me are identical, I was Jesus, no separation, I felt like he felt. This was real love, unity and one of the most spiritual experiences I made. Now I do not wait for such feelings any more. I know that God is in me and everybodyelse and I try to remember every day.

Rainer

In a time when I was in the greatest pain I saw God.realized then that I could have all the love I want through forgiveness and giving love. So simple yet such a gift I was given in this realization.and to this day I know God exists

Linda Falcon

 

 

 

The last time I saw god, god must have seen me first, saw me pacing and frantic, felt the aching of my heart, the shortness of my breath, the lump in my throat, and my utter helplessness and need for reassurance. My little brother was dying (one year younger than me, my only sibling), my best friend and the only other person in the world who understood the crazy life we had led and the unique childhood experiences that had shaped us. We had a forever secret BFF club of two. He and I were so close, he was like my alter-ego, a part of me, of who I am. He was in a motorcycle accident just days before, he had been burned and had broken some bones, but his head injury was what eventually killed him. He was an incredible guy, full of seeming contradictions, of weakness and strength, tenderness
and cold calculation, supporting and critical. What I was thinking about, when god intercepted me, was my brother's tattoos, and how he had been burned. He had recently gotten new tattoos on his left arm, they were stunning works of art, like something Michelangelo would have done if he ever did tattoos. The problem with the new tattoos was the subject matter, they were of religious figures, including the Virgin Mary, doing things such as partaking of drugs and alcohol and leading little children astray. One of his friends told me that when he first saw them he jokingly told my brother, "your going to burn!" Irreverent was how I would describe them, an ironic social statement with the kind of shock value my brother savored, but the nurse who treated him used the word "satanic," he wasn't sure what to make of them. My brother's friends, his girlfriend, andBill Martin "Ascension" I all knew they were not a religious statement on his part, yet he had been burned the worst where he had his new tattoos, and he would have lost them all had he survived. In the backs of our minds we were all thinking what a weird coincidence it was, and wondering despite ourselves if maybe god hadn't spanked him or something. So there I was, pacing through a neighborhood near the hospital, the knowledge that he was gone (brain-dead) just sinking in, the whole tattoo thing weighing heavily on my mind, not knowing quite what to do with myself, hoping for some kind of sign, wondering what I would tell my parents when they finally arrived, when a little calico cat came darting out of the bushes in front of me. The cat interrupted my forward motion by rubbing up against my legs and demanding attention the way friendly cats often do to strangers on the sidewalk. So I sat down and started petting her, and just hearing and feeling her purr made me feel better. As I sat there stroking her and talking to her, her owner peeked out the front door, smiled, and said, "her name is Magdalen." I was floored! At that moment I knew I didn't need to worry anymore, a little cat named after the other Mary, the saint who embodies forgiveness of sins and was the first witness of Christ's resurrection had stopped me dead in my tracks to give me comfort when I needed it the most. Later I e-mailed this story to some of my brother's friends, and his best friend wrote back immediately. He said that it was very strange, because he had just been talking to one of his friends about the whole tattoo/burn coincidence and wondering about it himself, but at the same time he had caught himself thinking, for no apparent reason, what a lovely name "Magdalena" was. Shortly after their conversation he got my e-mail, and he too was floored! So there you have it, god can be a little fluffy purring calico cat, the kind that loves everyone and doesn't think anyone is a stranger.

A
 

 

While on retreat with Gangaji, I have the profound experience of the divinity of every being present.  In the dimly lit meditation hall, each sitting Buddha appears larger than life and illuminated by a warm glowing light from within.  Delicate threads of light connect one to another.  Breath stops.  The next two and a half hours pass like mere minutes as I delight in the scene, both walking and sitting in meditation.

You are all Divine… 

It is my hope that you can see your own divinity.

 

--Prem Marga

 
                                                                                 
Hello:

I work with Mandalas since a long time ago.  He is the representation of the Absolute, "God".  Everyday I talk with him, through my mandalas.

Anna Maria

 

I was a being of Light. I lay on the floor, bathed in a cushioning world of Light. The Light came through me, and about me. I was/am the Light. I could not move, because there was no movement. There was no me to move. There was no end to the I-ness. There was no beginning to my Self. There was only the pure, white, Bliss. I became aware of two large spheres, globes of energy, one cool, and blue, the other hot, and red. One was that which is. One was that which is not. One was the hard, the other, the soft. One, the sweet, releasing Feminine, and the other, the raw, fiery, Male. And I lay there, at the junction of opposites, my Being the very clash of hammer to nail, the carress of the painter's brush to the canvas, the moment the Word was spoken. I knew that all is as it should be. There can be nothing that is out of balance, for all is the play of Life and Death, the dance of Joy and Sadness, the turning of a world in Grace. There is nothing to change. There is no place to go, no one to become. There is only the sound of Being, in Harmony, God and Goddess united in the embrace of their divine and wondrous Selves. I give thanks for all that is, and for all that is not, in the Now.                     Firefeather.

     Some 23 years ago I had what can only be called an "experience", it certainly was the focal moment of my life. Everything from that point on has revolved around this experience.
     I am a musician by trade, pretty much a loner.... a quiet man, who has tried to be ever sensitive to life in both it's joys and sorrows.
     I had laid down to sleep and just started to relax when a series of near simultaneous events began to take place. First there was an act of forgiveness in which I seemed to forgive those who sought both themselves and God in what seemed a shallow manipulative manner. The realization struck me that for every person there is a level at which they are able to get their foot
in the door of life.Cliff McReynolds (detail) From that simple act of forgiveness and
understanding a huge chain of events followed. First there
came a physical trembling, the insistent sound of white noise but most strikingly, a white light exploded somewhere behind my forehead. This lasted for several moments and in that time questions were answered, answers to some questions I hadn't even asked yet. There was unity, wholeness.... and behind it all was the
breathtakingly powerful force of Love. Inside became outside, the
outstretched had reached for God and God reached back. The understanding of eternity, macro/micro cosom... we are both the center and edge. Logic is suspended... no wait, that's not entirely true, logic is advanced into a super logic that is capable of
being both logical and illogical, realizing they are only opposite ends
of the same idea. For several days following I would have to pull off
the road and just sit in my car, laughing at the difference between perceived reality and the
reality I have been privileged to experience.
     It's there folks... God, whatever... call it what you will. It simply
waits for you to drop your ego and be willing to forgive yourself and
all others. It requires desire the
willingness to go it alone, the final step is made alone, it's between
you and your higher self.  There is us the reflection, then a higher
self, then there is the source of the light. We become transparent so
that the reflection, the higher self and the light become one.

 

 

 

Dear Seer & Seen,

 
    The experience of Seeing God involves us in a paradox.  God is nobody's "object," such that God may be seen with conventional vision (or even contemplated with ordinary thinking).  But we have to start where we're at.  Where do you see your attention and care going?  That's a fine place to start seeing God.  God shows up in/through the "place" where love is focused.  So push that experience further:  concentrate your love on whatever your desire naturally flows toward.  Whatever pulls the love out of you is God.  Magnify the affectionate attention through generously lavishing love on the lovely.
    After practicing this concentration of love, we develop "love muscles."  Our love, now strengthened, can take on less desirable objects; we can now direct love (like a force) toward the unlovely.  When the unlovely is loved, it shows up more lovely.  When the undesirable is desired, it is transformed into the desirable.  This works for difficult people, a dirty car, a dead-end job--whatever.  Targeting the unlovely with love leads you to treat it in a fundamentally different way.  And your love is usually rewarded with a reciprocal response.
    Finally, this promiscuous love will spill out in all directions at once:  at this point Lover and Beloved are not-two; God and worshipper are con-fused; Seer and Seen are One.
   
Thank you; I love you;
 
Kailash (Mountain Abode of Shiva)

I

My father was sick .. he was a very strong man but one day he called and said I am so sick I need you to take me to the doctor..
As we sat in the office waiting our turn he told me a story.. He was 86 and I had never seen him so badly tired and worn out. and he even had problems walking so I demanded he use a wheel chair..
He said.. I was sleeping in my bed and when I awoke a man was standing at the bottom of my bed. he said my name and asked what is wrong with me.. I blinked my eyes an thought it was a doctor .. so I started to tell him all the things I thought was wrong with me when I realized I was in my own bed.. so I shut my eyes tightly and when I reopened them he was gone.. he elaborated on the fact this man was all in white sorta tall and glowing..
the next day my father died .. in his sleep.. god loved him enough to send a messenger to check on him and I feel relief knowing he had a angel by his side

II

I experienced a visit with god when my mother was dieing of cancer.. I dreamed I went to my grandmothers house and as I walked through the house from the front to the back.. I stopped at the screen door leading to outside.. the sun was so warm and bright I held up my hands and let it evelope me from the door. My grandfather motioned for me to come outside and sit on what seemed like rocks.. as he talked to me the light like a sun was behind him all shining and warm.. he talked to me for a long time and then said its time for you to go.. I didn’t want to leave but got up and went back into the house.. where I stopped again and let the light of the sun warm me through the door.. when I left and walked through the front door where I entered I immediately woke up.. knowing I had been to a very special place. A place which helped me to understand my mothers death and a spot that gave me comfort in the arms of the lord.. I truly believe that light wasn't the sun but his ever lasting energy and love.

As things unfolded with my mothers illness.. I knew what to expect .. I think those were angels comeing to help us understand and give us strenght when I needed it most.

Arlene Butcher

 

 I can imagine how many people out there have the time and imagination to elaborate on a dream or thought enough times to consider it a "vision" of God. Like many I am searching and scouting my way through life for some sort of connection to God; trying to surmount the infinite distance between myself and the creator. This quest can make anyone feel so insignificant and unimportant. My quest for a vision of God started to pick up speed after I had read a passage from Exodus. In it, Moses had already talked audibly with God and saw his presence, but he still asked something of God; not to prove his existence, but to simply be enraptured to see God's own form.
For me this seemed to be amazing. Here was a man who not only did something no other human being in history has done, but he still wanted more. I began to pray and ask God if I could in any way experience even a minuscule portion of anything Moses experienced. I prayed night after night and heard and saw nothing. But one night after much dedicated prayer and worship I experienced a chill go up my spine and goosebumps ran through my arms. I opened my eyes and even though I didn't see Ceramic BowlGod's physical form or backside as Moses did, I saw this beautiful light. I was praying late at night in my dark room and experienced something I'll never forget.
The light was formless and yet contained in air without being cast upon anything. It was bright and permeated throughout the room. At this point I began to become frightened. It lasted only a brief moment, but it was enough to satisfy my curiosity. I am a Chemistry and Biology major hopefully to go on into Medical School so I have this "scientific method" of reason engraved in my brain but I tell you with open honesty that this is no fabrication or elaboration. It is simply an experience that I haven't told anyone about (even my parents). I am glad that you have taken the time to read my story. My last word of caution is this: be careful of what you wish for; you just might get it.

Hi,
 
Yes, I have experienced our ultimate home.  Have you?  Once experience, there is no doubt about there being a God.  :o)
Please write back.
 
Kris

 

I work in a catholic church as a caretaker and after years of bad luck and health problems I sat in the church alone one afternoon and spoke my mind to God. I stated that I have had enougth of this world and was sick to death of what I see others doing in his name, making money, hiding behind God and that I was going to pull the plug and end my life. That night in my sleep I was confronted by the bright head of the lord his eyes where so blue they would have melted ice. On awaking I recalled this vision stright away it was so beautiful and I feel honered to have seen him for whatever reasons I dont know. Yours Terry Anthony

I have seen.

God is not an idea within a dream. God is not an idea anyone has handed you. Those are just ideas.

God is the former of ideas.

God is IDEA. Not just one idea.

Look in a mirror. Tell me what you see. Look a bit longer. Tell me what you see.

There is a being that wakes up every morning in the same bed. It knows this bed is its own, so it does not question why it woke there. It sees its face in the mirror every morning. It never questions if it is the same face it saw yesterday, why wouldn’t it be? When it remembers its other selves, it calls them “dreams” or “people” - depending.

There is a thing that lives forever, but it does not want to think about that. It wants to believe it is afraid of death, so that it does not have to face forever.

If you are looking for beauty or love, do not look for god. God is beauty and love, but the “beauty” and “love” you know of are just ideas someone handed you. And god is not an idea someone handed you. He is “beauty”. He is “Love”. The ideas are just paltry. God is not a paltry idea.

When you see, God will mean something very different to you than it previously did. You will wish to throw away the old words, because they have new meanings now. You will wonder why you didn’t know that you knew. But you will know why you forgot, beyond a question.

It will be a comfort that does not comfort at all, for knowing doesn’t change a thing.

You will laugh at the gurus and sages who tried to tell you through books, and they will laugh right back.

You will realize why mirrors are sort-of-creepy. Because they held a message for you all along. Most “creepy” things hold a message.

But you already know the message.

Love god, but don’t try to do so. Recognize that it is impossible not to. Realize what bed you have been waking in. Look at the spiral. Know it.

See it. Please. For I am bored, and tired. I want the world to dance and sing. I want it to know that though it dies, it never dies.

Because I want someone to play with, and no one seems to like play anymore.

You are my other faces, and I am yours. I love you all.

Inspired by the cerebral feel of Alex Grey's work...would like to share these images with him....

Universal Crossings Computer Collage Kirkster Inc.

Seeds of Life Computer Collage Kirkster Inc.

Universal Cross Computer Collage Kirster Inc.

Recess After Period 5 Scanned Mixed Media Kirkster Inc.

M,and Ms Overlays (Malevich, Mondrain, Matisse)
computer collage Kirkster Inc.

Metallic Purple Infusion, scanning of made objects
Kirkster Inc.

YES. I have seen God. I saw God in 1993. I tried
telling people like Oliver Stone, but no one believed
me. Life went on to be very difficult because no one
believed me. I tried to fulfill my life goal as an
actress in the movies but because of William Morris
Agency's discrimination of the Middle Class, they
rejected me and would not accept me--AFTER they
(Oliver Stones family)told me they had a job for me
working for Peter Antonijevic, the film director.
When I was in San Francisco I was told to go and work
for Peter Antonijevic.Danial Holeman When I relocated to Los
Angeles in 2001 to where Peter's office is, they
denied me the right to my job and his agent, William
Morris Agency told me they couldn't let me see the
director. Please go here and support the individual
right to accomplishment and the individuals right to
get their own job without needing permission, or being
held back by a less intelligible third party like the
criminals William Morris Agency.
http://www.petitiononline.com/passiton/petition.html
(They do not believe in God, and I tried to tell them
it was extremely important, but they didn't believe
me.) It is very important not to hold back or
discriminate against great spiritual leaders because
their knowledge of God and art can help everyone.

After I saw God, I believed there was only good in the
world. Then, in the Spring of 2001, I saw Satan.
Satan is made of the same material that God is, but he
is much smaller than God. Both are male. Satan is
the one who says no and waves his left finger back and
forth in the air. He has long finger nails, and four
knuckles on one finger. His fingers are long and
skinny like a birds claw. God is HUGE. Now, I know
evil exists too. I didn't believe in evil before I
saw Satan. I thought it was just a gimmick or a ploy
to make money. Many parts of the Bible are true. The
truth lies in what GOD COMMANDED. What God commanded
is VERY, VERY true. God commanded that his accusers
shall be covered, and when I saw Satan, he had a cover
on his head.

I love God, and I thank Him for giving me the
beautiful gift of life.

I respect the religious views of others, but I believe
it is important that we respect each other. We, the
believers in God, allow others to think differently
and believe in other creations, such as the Buddha. I
believe that everyone has the right to their own
thoughts and beliefs. It is important to remember,
however, that God was first, before any man or any
mans writings.

I have been looking for others who have seen God or
Satan. Thank you very much for having this forum for
people to gather from around the world to share their
experiences. I would be interested in participating
in a discussion group with others who have seen God or
Satan. Please visit my website at:
http://www.joematters.com

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 I have been searching for many years to find others who have had similar experiences. Thank you for giving this topic a place to be heard. Following is the condensed version of my story. To read the full version or comment, please email me at nancygian@msn.com.

I feel very fortunate to be able to say that I often experience moments of grace, but it hasn't always been so. But the first time it happened was so extraordinary, I will remember it for as long as I live.

The first morning rays of sun were just filtering in through the window, as I lay in that comfortable state between half-sleep and awakening. As I opened my eyes, I realized with a start that I was not in the guestroom of my parents' house where I had gone to sleep the night before. Instead, I was in a world filled with the most brilliant white light I had ever seen. This incredible light didn't fill the world - it was the world. It spread out in every direction, as far as I could see, occupying not only space and every object within it, but myself as well. So all encompassing was this light that there wasn't room for anything else. Time did not exist, nor did spatial dimensions or anything you could touch. I could not even claim a single thought or emotion, except one. Together with this awesome light was - love. But it was a love that far surpassed anything I had ever experienced here on earth. So pure, so unconditional, so blissful was that love that I knew I had to be standing in the presence of God. Words cannot begin to describe the feelings that coursed through me. I felt a joy, an ecstasy, a state of grace and release that was not of this world. To know that an Energy so mighty in its absolute perfection loved an inconsequential speck of a human like me - regardless of what I said or did or thought - seemed absolutely impossible. And yet, it was real. It was truly All There Is. I felt it in every cell of my body, and it was almost more than I could bear. My eyes overflowed with tears as I acknowledged the magnitude of this gift. And it was with great sadness that I realized I would never experience this again until I too, reached the other side. I didn't want to be separated from this love ever again, but slowly the light fell away and I found myself in the bedroom that I knew so well.

Since that day, I have never been afraid of death. And I will never, ever, doubt the existence of God or the unconditional love He has for all of us - his children. Even in my darkest moments, I know that He is watching over me and offering me an opportunity to obtain my heart's desire. And when my time comes, I will be looking forward to going home, too.


Nancy
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From my web site at http://www.luciddreamer.com

This is the story of my personal journey to the truth of who I believe we really are. Through this experience I became aware that we are all part of a much larger consciousness, a conscious collective which is greater than the
sum of its parts, but in the same light each of the parts are greater than the seeming individual divides from one another. At the time this was
happening I thought I had met God, now I believe that I met the sun of Gods love; the source of our own collective souls existing in a place that is both before and after time, a place we come from and return to.

This experience was not the result of using drugs, I had been anti-drug my entire life to the point of usually refusing simple over the counter pain relievers, so rest assured it wasn't induced by any kind of substance. The night before I had this experience I was at a very low point in my life, the world seemed so terribly unjust and cruel that I was at a breaking point and
when just getting home walking from my car to the front door I paused to look up into the star filled sky and with tears rolling down my cheeks
quietly cried Why, why, why? I could not understand how complete innocents could be treated so terribly, how children could suffer so unjustly under the hand of another. I did not believe that God could exist because any such
"God" which would allow these kinds of things to happen wasn't any kind of God to me. I couldn't pray to the concept of God but the universe was real, the immense out there, the all that is was something I could pour out my
heart to without needing a belief in God. That night I gave the heavens my full heart seeking an answer to that question, with all my heart tearfully pleading for the answer.

The next afternoon I received an answer to that question; since we are all a part of one another we do it to ourselves. Although the answer didn't completely make up for all of the pain, much of the edge of that pain was taken off by being able to understand why such terrible things could happen to innocent children, because we are all really one, we in effect are only hurting ourselves when ever we hurt another. Because of this and this alone
we are allowed the freedom to do good or evil, if we weren't really one I do not believe God would allow any of it to occur. In the end we all pay the price for any wrong as well as reap the reward for any good. The following is how the answer came to me through a dream that was the most lucid moment of my life before or since:

The Presence of the Great I AM

One warm afternoon in 1996 I took a short nap. I awoke within it to find myself standing in the presence of a huge sun or sphere of light, I quickly understood that this sun was pure conscious awareness. Although its surface
was only swirling light and without a face, it seemed as if it was smiling at me and had nothing but love for me.

I felt its thoughts as one with my own and felt it peering deeply into my own awareness, knowing everything about me all at once. Standing in its presence I was overcome by a deep sense of awe and at the same time I was
surprised to find myself so fully conscious in this empty, but light-filled void. There was nothing in existence for me but myself and this bright
bluish white sun smiling its awareness at me. It was unlike any place on earth, and yet as real as waking reality. In fact, it was more real; I was
super-conscious.

Suddenly I came to a profound awareness that this sun was God! I was so overwhelmed and surprised that God was real that I mentally gasped and then yelled out, "You're Real!" I had always had a deep mistrust of religion. Years before this experience, I had decided for many seemingly valid reasons that religion and God were only a product of the human mind, yet there I was standing in the presence of what I knew without a doubt was God. What I had
previously thought to be the truth about the universe was shattered and I stood there stunned, having had my world turned around so quickly.

I was happy because I had always hoped that God was real and that there was a future beyond the physical. As I stood in its presence, I perceived myself to be nothing but pure awareness and without a body. This sun of awareness fully merged with me, seeing everything inside of me. It saw everything I
had ever done (and failed to do) both good and bad, and yet I did not sense or feel this Being was judging me or my past. There was no serial or motion-picture-like review of my life, just a sudden and full knowing about all things I have ever done, thought and experienced.

Because this sun of awareness/God was peering so fully and deeply into me, I felt totally naked, more naked than if I were standing without clothes in front of a million people. This Being seemed to be the consciousness of everyone I had ever known plus that of millions of others. It seemed to be everyone, but incredible as it might seem, most of all it seemed to be me.

Even though I had no awareness of having a body, this feeling of nakedness was more than I could stand. Before I had time to think about what I was doing, I began moving away from this Being as fast as I could. It wasn't
 hat I was afraid, nor that I wanted to get away from this wonderful sun of light, it was more like an automatic response to feeling more naked than I thought naked could be.

As I was traveling away from this Being I found myself bursting through some kind of barrier into a blackness that was filled with wonderful stars; space. As I continued moving forward at a tremendous speed through the star fields, I soon found myself slowing down as if I was up against another barrier or membrane. It seemed to stretch slightly and then I burst through
it into another blackness of star-filled space.

I continued to speed away faster and faster, but regardless of how much physical distance I traveled, I was never any farther away from the sun of awareness at all. I quickly traveled through several star-filled spaces, at least six of them beyond the great sphere of light, each separated from one another by barriers that I was easily penetrating. As I passed through each layer, my speed increased each time, but its consciousness was still with me. It was still deeply within my own consciousness.

All of a sudden, I fell through the top of my bedroom ceiling, hit my body with a jolt and immediately woke up. The jolt was so strong that my bed physically bounced as my body jerked awake in response to the sudden stop. I
opened my eyes and immediately spoke in a low and powerful voice, "I am that great I am." I said this almost involuntarily; the words spilled out of my mouth without even thinking about what or why I was saying it. I also knew what this meant: that I was the very consciousness that I was trying to get away from!

As much as I tried to get away from that Sun of Awareness, I could never get one fraction of an inch farther away from it, no matter how far or fast I traveled. Even after waking up, it was still with me. To this day, I still feel and know its presence. I believe that this Sun/Intelligence/God wasn't a single Being, but is the center of all beings, that it is me, you and
perhaps all conscious beings.

From this experience I think that somewhere at the center of each of us is a spark of this same light, and without it we would not have consciousness, and perhaps without us it would not exist either. As I was flying away from this being, I had the impression that I was traveling through several layers within a sphere, but I was bursting through layers like the layers of an
onion but between each layer was star-filled space. I can't really tell you if I was traveling from the inside out, or the outside in, but as I traveled through them I had an impression that the farther I got from the sphere of light, the smaller I got and the more divided I became.

As I was returning I felt like I was not only traveling through spheres within spheres, but also as if I were traveling from the top of a pyramid down The peak of that pyramid an all seeing eye of omni-present awareness,
the blocks below all of the individuals which make the whole. While trying to move away I could both see and feel myself splitting into more and more diverse copies, each branching off into many other branches which also split
into their own branches, dividing and dividing into ever larger numbers of selves.

Because of this experience, I came to see everyone around me as myself. At the same time, I also see this as equally true from everyone else's perspective, that I am them too. They too can look around and only see other
parts of themselves, other selves experiencing life from another point of view, separated by their physical bodies and world, by their individual minds and wills, but in reality they are one at their core.

These feelings and thoughts were so strong within me that I had trouble referring to other people at work as anything other than "I." I had a tendency to think about others as just another part of myself. Just as I think about my hands as being a part of me, I would sometimes refer to others as "I" instead of the name of the person. For example, instead of saying, "He had finished working on that project" it came out as "I had finished working on that project." I had to re-learn how to refer to others as separate from myself. After four years, I still think of others as myself, but now I can stop from verbalizing it.

If I had the chance to do it over again and stand in the presence of this sun-intelligence-God, I wouldn't run away from it no matter how startling it is to be seen to such depth. I now hope that I would stand in its presence
no matter how naked I felt. I don't believe that my motive for running was because I couldn't stand to face the light, or that I felt like a bad
person, but because I was so unaccustomed to being seen so fully, so suddenly, so clearly and to such depth. Unfortunately my flight away from it took place before I could think of what I was doing and why.

The words I spoke after the experience, "I am that great I am" meant that, although I am individual here, I am also a part of every other consciousness at the great central point of consciousness; God. I am now secure in the
knowledge that this presence of consciousness has always been with me, and that I have never been alone and never will be alone. I now know that this presence is closer to me than anything else in the universe. I had been so accustomed to it that I didn't know it was there, much like becoming used to a smell in a room, once you are there with it long enough, it begins to fade
into the background. Like silence, it is always there, maybe in the background, behind and between the sounds, but always there. Like a quiet pure awareness, completely silent but ever present. To find it within listen to the silence and then try to find what is behind it, it's there as strong as your own silent awareness forever smiling at you.

Since having this experience I have come to understand that "I " the individual; a particle of God's soul, "Am" also the quantum wave of
eternity. I am both; in divide and one with the eternal self-mirroring wave of consciousness which forms the eternal loop of infinity.

Good and evil as directions of flow:

Long pondering upon the idea of good and evil to understand the core difference between these two concepts and have come to believe that they are no more than two directions of flow. These two directions only differ in that one is an inward flow for itself alone while the other is an outward flow for all.

Good is like a sun giving light out to all, through that giving connecting with all it touches. Much like when an individual loves another and through that giving builds a bridge which connects one to another to share life, yet
allows the differences of each to remain, making each unique soul greater through the connection to one another which makes us whole again. Good gives and takes to ultimately help one another, never itself alone. Good seeks to
glorify the infinity of all for the good of all through freedom, allowing the freedom of choice for each to become what ever they will be.

Evil is like a black hole taking light from all, through that taking connecting with all it touches. Instead of connecting to others through a bridge of sharing evil seeks to absorb all of life into itself alone, instead of allowing diversity evil seeks others to become what it is by destroying their own soul identity, making itself stronger through removing the differences, trying to become whole by pulling all into itself. Evil gives and takes to ultimately help itself alone, never to help another. Evil seeks to glorify its finite self alone to make all into its own singular image, seeking to remove freedom of choice so that all must be what it alone
wills them to be.

Those who do good become greater through freedom, those who do evil become stronger through force. A stronger evil may appear to temporarily defeat a weaker good, but will never be greater. Good is greater than evil because of
the love of our differences, something that evil can never allow and will never defeat. Individuality alone can make us strong, but the love for individual freedoms makes us greater. From this love each finding their own
divinity delivered back into the heart of God.

My current view of good and evil is that which is good seeks to expand into infinity and through that free expansion merges all into a collective whole or oneness with God while that which is evil seeks to contract all into a finite point to achieve oneness. Each are seeking oneness but through different directions; evil seeks to absorb all into itself to make all one through force, good allows the free outward expansion which will also connect us as one but only through free will which allows the differences to remain. My suspicion is that the expansion and contractions are all a part of infinity and as natural as the cycle of day and night, neither outside of
God's plan. However, to have life and have it more abundantly you must expand and allow others the same freedom else be consumed by the negative attractor which will take away your soul identity as it forces you to become
what it is.
 

The Election in Paradise of Jeffrey Morgan Foss

 
It was early April, 1981 during the preparation of Passover. An attempt had been made on President Regan’s life a few days before. I was living on Stock Island in the Florida Keys at the time. At about eleven at night, I was compelled to fall on my face alone in the dark to pray on the floor. For three and one half hours, words rolled out of my mouth about every sin and unkind thing I had ever done.  I kept nothing secret and opened every darkest closet. Then for the next three and one half hours, words rolled off of my tongue about every dark and terrible act being committed among the nations of the earth. The floor was puddled with my tears.
 
With seemingly no strength left, I dragged myself onto the fold away bed in the living room and fell face up on it motionless. Just then, a beautiful place opened though the ceiling just like an ancient scroll opening with a living image of a beautiful green environment in it instead of script and I stepped though it into this place. I ascended a steep ridge effortlessly and all my senses were acutely functioning better than ever before. There were young hardwoods on the way up the ridge but at the top was a magnificent, spruce/fir/pine forest which seemed to have been given the utmost care. In front of me was a gorge and on the opposite side a great and wide waterfall which made yet a gentle wisp of sound because of the straightness of the gorge.
 
I stood frozen in awe. There were places to explore throughout the opposite side and everything was extremely well cared for. If this were not enough, a man in a long white robe emerged from a thick stand of firs farther down on the other side and walked across the gorge in the air without ever breaking stride or looking down. There was no bridge or fallen tree beneath his feet though I strained to see one. This man’s gate was a noble gate and I immediately knew who it was without ever having been indoctrinated by religious orders or sects. Still frozen in my tracks, he approached on a path which ran parallel to the edge of the gorge on my side cutting its way straight though the moss and young firs.
 
These words came from the depth of my spirit and I could not prevent them: I said, "Good morning, Precious-Wonderful Lord Jesus!" with the excitement of a little child who was receiving a thousand wonderful gifts at once. At this, The Light of The Eternal Father radiated from his heart and I was enveloped and filled in the Light of God. I asked him, "Is this the Light of the Father?" and he replied, "It is as you say." Then his eyes moved toward the gorge. I followed them with mine and could see, appearing out of the mist of the air, a golden palatial structure. I asked, "Is this the Father's House?" And he replied, "This is the place we have prepared for you." Then I asked, "Can I go over with you so that I might meet the others who will be there?" And He said, "No, it is not yet time. First, you have much left to do." Then I said, "Let me fly to the summit (on my side of the gorge) and circle it three times and return before you. Then let us embrace at length before I must go." Nick HydeAnd he nodded saying, "Go." I lifted into the air, the tips of the spruces and firs passed beneath me at a rough distance of fifteen feet, I circled the summit and was then set back before him. After a long embrace, I descended the ridge eagerly toward my mission with full knowledge I would return and that time was no longer a concern.
 
At a halfway point along the descent, there was a futuristic circular structure nestled in a level area with every kind of hard and softwood. The structure was filled with all kinds of media, music and motion picture equipment. Descending the ridge further, I then returned to my body on the fold-up bed which was miraculously kept alive with slow and shallow sinus rhythm and breathing.
 
I sprang up with a jolt glowing and bathing the room in white light. I was completely cleansed and as light as air in feeling. A golden sun had risen and my first act was to befriend a little child who was on his bike riding in circles alone beyond my front door. I put my hand on his shoulder, smiled and offered to show him how to play Yahtzee. Then I said: "If you believe you can roll five sixes, you will." On his first roll, five sixes stretched across the table close together in a straight line with all the dots pointing in the same direction. The next small miracle was when I wrote a spiritual song, “Glory To You, Lord”, where a butterfly landed on the tuning keys of the guitar I was composing with. In the years to come, there were of course events, miracles and acts of far greater significance but this was the beginning as it happened.
 
For a long time, people from various places and walks reported that brilliant white light was radiating from me. Seven years before this 1981 event, my voice thundered saying that I stand on the stone of destiny and behold the wisdom of the ages. I knew it to involve the universe as well as the nations. Seven years after 1981 came the Conservation Exchange* vision while I was managing at Bigelow Preserve. And seven years after that came confirmational visions that I had been given authority to address nations and worlds. There were also confirmations from spiritual leaders and spiritual people though the 1980s and 1990s who have been kept untarnished from the politics and meanderings of modern religions. I, myself, was kept safe by miraculous angelic intervention—and not only from this but from physical harms and discomforts along my journeys across North America. And some who were mean came to utter ruin overnight.
 
*Conservation Exchange is in fulfillment of the Prophet Isaiah. Global military forces and civilians work together in a Forest Recovery/Enhancement and Crops to End World Hunger Pact. Lasting global peace is achieved within a single year by common mission and no longer merely observed philosophically. That is just the beginning. Trillions in monetary units and resources otherwise earmarked for weapons and weapons platforms can then be ruddered to Advanced Individualized Education, Fuel-less Technology, Medical Cures, Affordable Energy and Environment Savvy Homes, Long Life Products/Materials, Major Costs and Tax Relief, The Needy and all people, environment and technological reformation programs that are designed to benefit all people/all life and to succeed. Rich or poor, we can no longer tolerate the violation to life, the natural wonders and the common liberty, happiness and well being of all.
 
How does this impact other worlds? It will become the universally accepted principle of right governance and the means though which peaceful open contact will occur. It takes all kinds of individuals to make this happen. The reward is that we will have overcome technological deprivation, wars, planetary devastation, disease, poverty and death itself under the most grueling of circumstances historically and will become a light indeed on the very Throne and Footstool of God: Earth. Once we were the children of God and now we become the light of God.
 
Jeffrey Morgan Foss

 

I saw God once. It was an intense and incredibly profound experience. But
the funny thing is, after twenty years past, all I can remember is this one sure thing: I saw God, and God told me there was no God.

To this day, as a result of that experience, I am at the same time a more deeply spiritual person and also a absolutely committed atheist. After all, how can I believe in God if God Himself told me He didn't exist?

I could fill in all sorts of details like how can one be spiritual without God (or gods), or my more intellectual conclusions about the experience, or
why it's not even remotely a contradiction. But none of that really matters
a bit, so I won't.

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