I’m dressed and ready. My body vehicle has never felt better! Time to gather up my little boy and all his travel supplies. Better make a list and plan my drive. Let’s see – the bank to make a deposit and get some cash, Kroger’s, what else? Oh yeah, I need to drop off those papers at the realty office in Lebanon. Good, I wanted to know how to get there before the closing anyway.

     Off we go, little Isaac. You are properly strapped into your car seat, juice in one hand and blankie in the other. It is such a beautiful bright day. The sky has that intense, saturated blueness that I so love. The clouds in their whiteness seem super-imposed on the blue screen. Such a cinematographer you are, God, oh great and glorious Producer and Director. A lovely autumn day inTennessee, golden oak leaves, red-orange maples. Now if I can only focus on the road. Please God, no special effects while I’m driving today, okay?

     Ah good, hardly anyone in the drive-thru teller lines. In and out without a hitch. That was a lovely young woman who handled my transaction. Was she 17 or am I getting old? Please God; bless her and all those she loves with health and prosperity, and most of all with knowing You. Thanks!

     On to the realty office. I’ll shoot over to the interstate. God thank you so much for music! Another great song on the radio titled “The Concert of the Age.” It’s about the Great I AM appearing live in concert and what a show that will be. Very new age for Christian radio. It is my fervent prayer that all who love Christ come into agreement about our inherent unity – all the Christian religions, Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists, Native Americans – to see that the gospel of God’s goodness has in fact been spread to the nations – we just need to recognize the Truth of our oneness!  Thank you God for your fabulous Plan. Thanks too for letting me see these glimpses! Here’s I-40, heading east toward Lebanon. Hmm. What is that in the road? It looks like tumbleweed, sort of. There’s another piece. Watch for a large piece in the road. What? Is that You, God? Better keep an eye out, for what I don’t know. Anyone back there behind me? No one to my left and nope, nobody in the right lane either. Geez! Half a retread truck tire in the middle of my lane! Thank you God that I knew I could safely swerve around it! Thank you! God, please protect those who come along in this lane! You are so with me, God. I love You so much. Here come the tears again.

     Here is the realty place – that was easy to find, and there is a Kroger’s just beyond the office! That will be our new grocery-shopping destination when we move, little Isaac. I will come right back, baby; I need to drop off these papers. See! Here I am and off we go to get our shopping done.

     Yes Isaac, the car is parked and here I come to get you out! Hold my hand in the parking lot. Shopping cart, list; okay Isaac, produce first. Let’s see, apples, bananas – what a beautiful soul! Such whiteness surrounds that woman over by the lettuce. Maybe I can catch her eye! She looks very sad, even with such a magnificent spirit. Oh my! Just in an instant, I was able to see her whole story, the one misunderstanding with God that keeps her from Him. She had an abortion as a teen, and her Baptist upbringing has branded her as evil and unclean. Her trust has been stolen by a mistake in understanding, for God does not label His children. She has been trashing herself for many years, and her self-esteem is at an all time low, in this busy-ness before the holiday season begins. She needs you, God. Oh God my God please lift her up! Please give her the knowing that You are with her and have never ever left her. Give her health and wholeness in the name of Christ, who lived as Jesus and who is reborn in us. Thank you for loving her and for giving me this gift of seeing. Amen…. there! She smiled at me! Oh geez, I’m going to cry…she is crying too, and laughing! God we must look like idiots, crying for no apparent reason in the produce aisle of Kroger’s. And Isaac is happily waving his blanket at her. I wonder what she has perceived from our encounter? How is it that I know she is forever changed?

     The experience reminds me of what happened with so many of my relatives when we all gathered for Grandma’s funeral. My wonderful granny, happy to go to her Jesus. She was so ready, so prepared. When I heard the news that she had exited her body, my immediate reaction was joyous excitement for her and I have not been sad, just happy for her, ever since. I have felt sorrow for others in the family, because they do not have such an understanding with God. Grandma was concerned, as I am, about many of our relatives, her children and grandchildren, my aunts and uncles and cousins. We want them to know God as we know God, because knowing God is the only satisfaction. The Presence of God alone can satisfy the cravings of our souls. As I stood at the cemetery, I glanced at my dear uncle, and in the briefest of instants, saw a movie of his life, a story that told about his first perception of separation from God. He was about five years old when he was told that black children don’t go to “our” heaven. My uncle’s best friend was a black child! He decided then that he didn’t like a God that didn’t want his buddy in heaven with him. That mistake in thinking created the foundation for his personal deception of separation from God. I realized in that instant how easily God could erase all deception in his consciousness eliminating that first thought of separation. So in that moment, God revealed how very close She is to all Her beloved children – one thought away.

     At the cemetery and then later at the dinner gathering, I would glance at persons and see their stories, but I could not remember details about any of them. God was confirming that we all are only one thought away from Him, even when we seem far beyond His reach. God has blessed me so much with these visions.

     On to the juice aisle, Isaac my boy; then milk, cottage cheese and ice cream and we’re out of here. Good, great, checkout is going to be a breeze. What’s the headline of today’s Star? Ah, more Bible prophecies coming true. Duh!

     Here’s your tip, my bagger friend. I love it when the stores hire mentally challenged people to bag and carry out groceries. This young man, Adam, is so wonderfully sweet and patient, so friendly and easy to love.

     Home again, home again, jiggety jig, little Isaac. The trees are changing colors with such drama!  Perhaps I will paint in my next lifetime. Great!  It’s only 10:15. We will put the groceries away and go for a walk with the stroller, okay little chum? He’s delighted with that news!

     Groceries handled, wet laundry in the dryer, a new load in the washer, water bottles filled, and keys – let’s put on your hat, Isaac. Lock the door and put you in the stroller – isn’t God great to give us such a day together, Isaac? By his laughter he must know it, too! This walk will give me a chance to put my thoughts in order. And just what am I thinking, “my” thoughts? That’s pretty arrogant. Yet I do claim these Wondrous Thoughts as my own, because I so identify with the Thinker. How about if you and I write down all this stuff? As I have said to you before, the greater your imaginings, the grander your visions. Whenever you stretch your mind toward Me I fill the gap you have created with My Glory; and together we progress from glory to glory. Do you see?

     My knees are buckling. God, please avoid knocking me down with realizations while I’m pushing the stroller, okay? You fill me with joy when you speak to Me with such honesty, to Me as your friend. You also make me laugh! My laughter can heal the world, you know. Okay, I’m sitting down here on this rock. Isaac, can you watch the birdies and the doggies? Mommy is going to just freak out right now. Damn! No tissues! Okay, God. I do so love You with all my heart, all my soul, and all my mind. I will write all of it down with Your help. You do the remembering, okay? And find the time for me, too. I imagine I will need a good measure of Divine Courage. But I also want the Grander Vision, the Greater Experience. Is this how I draw down my ascension? By imagining it? Sounds like a Plan!

     Let’s walk again, Isaac. Let’s look at the trees and the sky and all of Creation that stands before us. Such a fabulous Creation it is. The trees reach up their leaves, each swaying a song of thanksgiving; each tree so perfect in design, so glorious in full autumn dress with the midday sun glowing. Look there, Isaac. That is a sugar maple, brilliant yellow-gold. See? Yellow! Or yewo, that’s good!  And look here!  This forsythia bush is turning red and blooming again at the same time! How can that be? I will make all things new. God, please. I’m not asking You to leave me alone, but please, no more revelations just now. My child, My promises I cannot break. You asked, I answered. You have cleared your internal sending and receiving instrument, and so you hear My voice in response whenever you send to Me your signal. When you ask, I will answer.

     Well, then, is it possible to turn You down? I can hear God laughing! Yes, child! Simply busy your mind with your everyday thoughts and tune yourself down to the mundane matters of your human existence. These things I have given to you also; your human responsibilities. These “matters” will maintain your split mind. The split mind, still perceiving opposites, is useful for you while you live in a material dimension.

     Here I go again, I’m “watching” my consciousness going toward God-mind while at the same time I am fully conscious of walking on the blacktop pavement, pushing the stroller, chatting with Isaac. I am willing, God. I want it ALL. Ahhh, My sweet beloved child. It is My great delight to give it ALL to you. In God-consciousness, my hands are lifted and my body posture is of total surrender. I feel my consciousness “self” tumbling in the great river of consciousness, backwards, forwards, bobbing to the surface and finally face-up to the Light that bathes the river and is unified with the river. All the sparkling glints of light upon the water are faces! Faces of others breaking free of the darkness and turbulence that is also one with the water and the Light. My human body is gasping for air but my spirit self is laughing! The water is getting smoother and glassier, all the faces coming together into the One Great Light. Still, we are all individual Lights of this Great Light. The water has become an infinite pool of Peace. There are no edges, yet there are trees and ferns, marvelous water flowers creating “shade” of a sort. My children hide from the Light beneath the flowers. Sometimes, even in the bliss of Oneness, you too will feel the need to shelter yourself from My intensity. I tell you, My child, it is My Will to flood you with Love beyond your wildest imaginings. God, how does this work? How is it that I can see this Light as One, yet still as millions, trillions of individual lights?

     My darling child, don’t you see? This is the end of opposites I have discussed in so many of your books! You particularly appreciate the description of the end of opposites in “A Course in Miracles,” remember? When you, in your sweet delight, notice that there are no edges, yet curiously you still perceive a shape, what you are really noticing is that there is no before and no after. There is only One. Your human perceptions will not serve (except to delight) in the dimensions you seek to know. Do you remember the meditation wherein you walked a path of black and white tiles that became one marvelous whole Light that astounded you? Yes. Indescribable, yet so real. Remember too the time you hugged My child Wanda inChattanooga? Oh Yes!! Wanda is a beautiful black woman, a wonderful Christ spirit. That day I realized the fantastic “white” light that she is, the light radiated in a wonderful way from her smooth dark skin. The image was so striking. The “opposites” somehow made for a greater wholeness.

     These opposites have been the human mind game. The end of separation naturally is the ending of all opposing thought. Such a game we have played! You remember I am quoted as saying “God’s promises are yea and amen” and this is Truth. The “yea” is such wonderful word – one of My favorites. For My “yea” includes All Things, the visible and invisible: all the Good I have stored up for you. I draw you relentlessly, I pursue you with all My Might, that you will come into the realizations and revelations, the visions and the knowing of My Unimaginable Love for you, for the yea will draw you into complete knowing of Me. Amen!  This is the knowable beginning and the end that you travel in consciousness – from separation to Unity. You go away and come back, and I meet you at the gate with a wink and a hug – and then we have a feast in your honor. My Beloved Child, I AM the high, I AM the thrill, I AM All you have ever wanted. Once you grasp the Idea that All is Consciousness, your innate ability to approach Christ Mind is activated. Then is the quickening upon you.

     The quickening! The quickening is ascension! My body is vibrating with a new energy; this energy is pulsing into my physical body from above and below; I am drawing this energy into my body with my very breathing and my steps upon the pavement. It is blueness and whiteness, glistening energy glowing on me and in me and upon every thing I see! Oh the vividness of the colors! The brilliance – I feel that I need to squint against this Light but I want to see it all so my eyes are wide open – oh! It is not just my physical eyes that are wide open but my third eye is also fully functioning…I just realized that! There is so much more, so much more, to see! And Thank You God, I can still walk, even with You trying to knock me to my knees again!  I feel as if I am fully present in my body for the first time in my life. You are Holiness, God.

     I’m going to turn the stroller around and head back home. I think we have walked a little over a mile now, Isaac. Water. Let’s break for water, little boy, sweet little creation. I don’t see how it is possible, but the sunlight is more clear and sparkling from this angle, heading back the way we came. The trees are swaying in the wonderful fragrant breeze, each with arms uplifted, each tree a magnificent, individual creation. We are so silly in our lives! Thinking for one nanosecond that God cannot love us, when She has made for us such a gorgeous Creation, just for our pleasure! Totally for our use!

     Oh look Isaac, the doggies! There is the mama retriever and the puppy. He’s getting bigger, isn’t he Isaac? They are licking Isaac’s legs and he giggles. Dogs love this kid and have always come up to him in the stroller, even when he was an infant. It is his total trust, I think, that the dogs find appealing. I don’t project negative energy, either, but they come to him. Come with us, dogs. The mother retriever has jet-black fur. She has some gray on her muzzle and wonderfully wise eyes. I think she is an angel being.

     Here we go, up the hill and a little further on to home. These Tennessee hills do get to a girl’s legs when she’s pushing a stroller with a big little boy inside! When we get home you may play in the sandbox for a while, okay, Isaac? Then we will have lunch, you will have your nap, and I will have my meditation time. Ah! What in Heaven can God possibly have in store today? What I would like is a replay of the dream that still eludes me. I wonder if I am unable to recall the dream because I have no frame of perceptual reference to be able to describe it to myself. That has happened before, when only later, with expanded awareness could meaning come through in a definable way. God knows. There’s the driveway. Under the oak trees, around back. Isaac, you are free from the stroller straps, climb out and play in your sand. Mom is going to relax in the swing chair for a minute.

     I feel God drawing my mind closer, closer to His consciousness. Maybe if I think of something mundane, something ordinary; maybe a list? But nothing mundane will stay in my head! Now what? My spirit self rides along in a curling spiral of the angel Michael’s golden hair. His great wings lift us higher and higher. I am left at the doorstep of a golden doorway. I am encased and surrounded by an ellipse of soft white light. I look at the door. It is of purest gold, with a velvety patina created by the touch of angels for all eternity. The door is an oval rectangle, over my head like an angled attic door in a gabled roof, even though the door is not attached to anything. Indigo space surrounds the door. I reach for the door but my hand does not move. I gather my faith about me, aware that my human consciousness has joined with the consciousness of Spirit in this Holy place, and pray with full power GOD! I AM the open door! I know that the Image of God is behind that door…and the door is gone!

     Now I stand in the threshold of the open doorway, a stone doorway of emerald and gold-veined stones. I feel a rush of Love Energy explode through my spine, chakra colors spinning all around my physical being. I see my Holy Self, standing upon white roses. A crown of Light is placed on my head, appearing where it already was. I can see this Self of Grace from all angles at once. There is an engraved sign on the stones above my head. It says “Christos Victorios.”

     Oh my God! My God! I need to breathe, just breathe and look at the earth scenery for a minute. That has to be a preview of things to come in meditation! Maybe I won’t meditate after all. This is too much even for me, God. Please. I know I have said I am ready, but….no, I do desire to be of maximum use to Our Divine Will, Abba. Please be gentle.

     Do you remember, My child, how gently I broke it to you that you are one of my healers? Gently I piqued your interest, gently I blew the embers of that interest into full desire to do this service, gently I developed your physical, intellectual and emotional natures until that day when you commanded Me to Heal! And Our Will was done…and how gently we wept together in Joy Oh God, my God, you have melted me again.