LOVING AND LISTENING

I work with spirits in order to allow them to openly and freely experience the God energy and love in that realm.  When I had my near-death experience in 2006 I was told by God  “This is what it feels like to be dead”, so I know what it feels like.  I have been given the gift of being able to manifest and then project that loving, God power, which I do with the spirits, after relieving them of the baggage holding them back.

In order to accomplish what I describe above I needed to enhance my listening skills and connection with God.  These two skills have each been developed by me for a bit over forty years and neither has been easy. The resulting changes in me have been well worth the challenges. I consider those changes to be a rare gift and I also consider them to be  phenomenal, and even unbelievable, at times, but they work.

As far as the force/power I call God, I began around forty years ago by asking the Universe for guidance and support (help). In those days I found the idea of God to be offensive, but it was suggested that I ask for help and I could do that. I began asking that question whenever working with someone or anything of an important or  spiritual nature. What came back was a quiet thought very much like intuition, but it seemed to come from somewhere else.  I listened and acted accordingly. That response got much stronger over the years and I began to feel the power and  rightness of it.  I came to know and feel I was communicating with God.

Eventually, whenever I asked for guidance, I became flooded with God, His/It’s power and love. I had first felt that feeling during my near-death experience in 2006, so I was familiar with it. At first, I found that power  to be quite overwhelming and it was difficult for me to function normally. I now carry a lesser version of that love and light with me all the time except when my humanity pokes through like when I experience some life changes, extreme pain or get a visit from Mr. Klutz.

I am not done.

The process I describe above was purposeful, orderly and predictable (polite). The process of learning to listen better was not the least bit polite.  To put it bluntly, but accurately, I needed to have the shit kicked out of me several times in order to become a clear enough vessel, in order to listen and be receptive to all.

During my years as a mental health therapist I learned about the importance of listening. I worked on normal things such as quieting my own internal dialogue, eye contact and the use/observation of body language.  That part of my growth was polite and relatively pleasant. Then, through my disability, I experienced several periods of severe pain and being at death’s door a few times. In each case (primarily mentioned in previous entrees) I had internal emotional issues to work through and, finally, discard. Through several unpleasant years of that process I became an empty vessel. When I stay in the God zone, I have little ego, pride, biases or prejudices. I also tend to not take things personally or react emotionally. Now I am receptive, open and loving.

During this process I had no idea that I was becoming a better listener. I just wanted the pain to stop.

More recently I have been asked/challenged by God to learn to love everything and everybody.  In the process I realized that any time I felt anything other than free and open love, it meant that I was holding on to some sort of idea which was preventing me from being that empty vessel I wished to be.