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Monday, January 1, 2018

Pine Cone within Holy Spirituality: Sweet Beloved Nectar

Sweet Harmony - The Beloved

Enlightening Liquefiable Flux-flowing Love-energy remembers me switching from Creation-form chemical solid illusion, into Holy Spirit Sweet Beloved Creator-formless Christo-devotion in the back of my throat-chanting sweet nectar.

Sweet Beloved Nectar Pleasance~tastes within Delight Bonding Communion~smell’s wet mist of Spiritual Grace, and for the life of me, Once forgiveness Light exchanges into enlightening compassion acceptance, Unifying Karmic divisive-gender physical-role reversal-lifetimes Mercy reminds me of Humble ONENESS origins.

Snuggled here in the mountains of the Pine Tree State of Maine, Bald Eagles silhouette against the morning cobalt-blue clear view skies, beckoning my heart back to absolute unborn infinite Love within Sovereign Immortality.

A few miles from here in 30 below zero wind-chill abides one pyramid among the most beautiful trees, where this Golden Eagle Eye Lakota-oversoul activates 2018 intuitive New Years Day inspirations flowing through, and for Coherent Spirit Sweet Beloved Nectar in timeless reverie.

1984 Pine Tree Experience

I went to a friend’s door and knocked and asked for help and boy, is it ever hard to be homeless, and really need help? I had just lost everything in a bad marriage, where I was the sort of single parent and had been home three years taking care of the kids. My ex-wife was constantly with lovers and didn’t even take recreation with the three kids and me. She and the system ignored that I had been the principal caregiver for the last three years. I was really, really hurt and angry, and what a trauma it has been for my kids. My friends took me in for a couple weeks until I got sort of back on my feet.

I had been reading “The Wisdom of the Mystic Masters” where it explained there are two ways to infuse myself with energy and wisdom. #1, place a black oily substance (musk) under my tongue that cost about $100/ounce; and #2, stand next to a pine tree with all ten digits feeling the prickas of the needles, and meditate. Since I live in the Pine Tree state of Maine, I chose the #2 option as I was jobless and money-less. Oriental leaders would employ these techniques when they were making big decisions for the welfare of their country. Since I surely needed help, and without knowing anything about mystic masters, psychic energy, or wisdom, for that matter, I began a faithful fifteen minute/four times a day ritual. I had begun recovery in therapy four years previous, and was already in the habit of meditation.

The book said that after eight or nine days, when I held my hands almost touching, that I would possibly see a blue hue between my hands. Well, this simple minded Maine boy was astonished and spooked to witness that blue light between MY hands in the evening of day number nine. I guess that with everything else that was happening to me, I didn’t feel worthy of being a conduit of any color light. On the tenth day, I had a wondrous pine tree experience that transformed my life. I was standing in the same footprints in the snow every time and things began to happen! Energy began to descend from the top of my head in my body, and it got heavier and heavier as it descended. When this sensation passed through my lower chakras, I was sure my bowels would let go because by then, the weight felt like thousands of pounds.

I just kept breathing slow “belly” breaths and in between breaths I saw “things”: a blue butterfly and the flux lines around it, a raven overhead (from the inside out, as if I ‘were’ the raven), and I was looking out the window of the little airplane flying above me. When all the energy got to the souls of my sandals, and even though I was frightened, I just took another breath. Instantly, I (my energy) swirled around the roots of the little pine tree, and together, we sped into outer space. I could see a sort of thread connecting us with the little Earth way down there, and simultaneously, I was inside my painful body and energy was flowing everywhere, even past old detour signs.

I saw the magnetic flux lines around the Earth as well as the butterfly. A few breaths later and all, and I do mean all; my energy came back through my crown chakra. (I knew no words like this at the time). For three days I went around everywhere smiling and bubbling and repeating “Joy and Harmony, Joy and Harmony.” I began to do yoga positions naturally in lines at the bank, or at the beach, without ever knowing the word, “Yoga”. When we compared before, and after pictures, I appeared 10 years younger, and I still act and think from my inner child Spirit. My life is a meditation and I am on automatic pilot to grow and Love and learn.

Twenty five years ago, right after this much Joy and Harmony, I started meditation every day and went to study Holistic Studies and Healing Arts in Cambridge, MA. I joined other devotees with Siddha Yoga, taught yoga, communication and meditation at Unity church, in groups, and in an intentional Spiritual community we called “Avalon”, where we modified, so called “Active Listening” to “Love Listening” in the belief that there is Love energy in everything that anyone self-discloses every time. When I studied in Zen, I learned that after experiences like with my Pine Tree, if I do not continue to meditate, that it could become just a faint memory or a little once-upon-a-time story.

From where I lived in consciousness in 1984, this experience brought me from way low up quite a few floors on the old elevator of consciousness, and Masters will offer the Koan “What’s the first step off a 200 foot tall flag pole?”, so there have been a few dark days of the soul since then. I experience daily enlightenment now and I live in meditation so I am, not so staggered by the new-ness of such a big change as the time of the Pine Tree experience. Now with “A Course in Miracles”, forgiveness prayers with Holy Spirit on the bridge of forgiveness, and a huge shift once again, my name reminds me of our Pineal Gland Portal to other dimensions in the ancient symbol of the Pine Cone.

Even my ethereal group “Blue Tiger of Delight” name is a symbol of commitment to Holy Spirit and multidimensional unseen realities, instead of tedious involvement with just the body and all its limitations and entrapments of ego. When my 24 year old son experienced enlightenment, he called our bodies “The body bag of fear”, and now, every morning my last prayer of forgiveness is “ Please God give my body and mind a good, happy, and prosperous life and help me to forgive them.” I like my new name that chose me because after a few months of trying it on, I learned that Jeffrey means “The Peace of God”; Ellen means “Bright Light”; and Pinetree is an ancient symbol for our Pineal Crystalline Portal into Innocent Freedom.

Coincidently, Jeffrey and Ellen are the names of my Aboriginal, and so called imaginary “Good” parents to replace my limited Earthly parents as I forgive the latter in my mind every day. Jeffrey and Ellen are no less real to me than Holy Spirit, and I kind of like the idea they have, like me, experienced murder, and genocide. I like to think that our Spirit lives on, and is for~every~where Immortal Effulgence, and this whole ‘name’ thing continually reminds me that I am Immortal Spirit; this body is just an image; it has nothing to do with what I am.


Grandmother Pine Grandfather
We feel you at our cone shape core inside us
Your youth stands now below us
Our youth is now above us

We support and smile our wrap around newness
Shimmer and shine through our dark bark that protects us
The sunshine of our crown warms us
Our spirit rivers grow taller

No hollow tree can support tall children
So Grandmother Pine Grandfather love us
Stay young and keep our faith for all our children need inside us
The Spirit of becoming

Only other tall trees surround us
We share the light and dance together
Our cones sing and spread the seeds of truth
Of all other tall pines forever

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