Ascension. Remembering the varied interests of a young boy, odd as it sounds, ascension was something this young'un was mindful of with his Confirmation in the Methodist church at age twelve. My mind was also involved and curious in insects, people, solar-systems, geo-stuff and art. Another of those varied interests was scale kit model building, plastic and wood. Not that it's super important in the overall scheme of things, but i do fondly recall how i felt when achieving one hundred models built as a member of Revel's model building club. Some kinda discipline. Silly me, i digress. One might think a lock-key kid would have discipline deficiency. Especially when considering such a kid's home/family paradigm breaks at age five, due to parental divorce. At this time the kid's step-father assumed custody; the family construct became different. A true hero early in this kid's life was his mentor, Frances C. Tosh, RN forty-six years; she being this kid's step-father's adopting mother (that is to say, she adopted the step-father). A strong Christian woman, who recognized this kid's talents and nurtured with discipline and love. Before this kid could drive a car, learning disciplined skills to utilize across several disciplines had been achieved; thanks to God-given personality constitutions, and Frances's attention and teaching. Another strong force of tuition in this kid's life was the consciousness of environment; how it felt, how it smelled, how it sounded, how it wove, and how it vibrated. My person was that kid. These are the groundworks of my hero's journey. When asked, 'Whose face do you see when you think of your mother?' response, "My mother's face." When asked same about my father, response, 'i see Frances and Admiral Buddy Fowler.' (More on Adm. Earl B. Fowler later, God bless him, may he be sailing celestial waters.). After the departure of my mother, Frances enrolled me at Loch Haven Art Center art classes. Later, when i signed up for Little League baseball, Frances took me to the practices and came to our team games. During summers, Frances and i would hang out often, sometimes we'd go on lengthy roadtrips, othertimes she'd enroll me in Bible School. There are groundworks, frameworks, holographicworks, soulworks, and weaveworks; along with works unmentioned. And therein somewhere i gained a subtle yet powerful sense of ascension, consciousness of ascension; otherwise, one's density remains, for one must be conscious to ascend.
After high-school graduation immediately my hands fell to creating an oil painting portfolio. Once a sufficient number of show- pieces were complete, idea was to hit the road, exhibiting at statewide art shows. While working on paintings, held a job as a warehouse shipping clerk, and earned AA degree. By the time my AA was earned, my portfolio was robust enough to enter my first juried show. Part of the aforementioned 'idea' was to exchange conversation with people...i've found such converstations (can't help it, spelling intentional) connecting and lifting. At twenty years of age i fell in love. Is love blind? not sure, but i do know it can be blinding. i conventionally entered into wed-lock (or rather entered into conventional wed-lock? or wed-lock of convention? oh bother). Eight years of marriage, a whole lotta mistakes, wonderous good, and lessons learned--i speak thusly because, a few years into our marriage we were already filling in the bankruptcy court. It is interesting to note, that event in timeline is when i chose to realize the current central banking system was not for us; she wanted to remain in system, we weren't willing to budge, she can do what she wants, i'll disassociate with fed system, a belief-turned-practice that i exercise to this day--if it's gotta be off-grid, so be it. i do not purchase on credit. Earn and save. The world of credit scores and bankster whores is foreign to me; in that i operate therein as little as possible. Manage with a prepay debit card. Back to the marriage thing. i was still young and not strong enough to save my lovely wife from the tv dreamspell, defeated by mainstream media and her need for third-party intervention in every aspect of our daily living, which would include the aforementioned central banking system. Our marriage produced three of the most beautiful star-lit beings i have ever beheld; how blessedly honored was i for them to select their time arrival when they did, and who they chose to sire them in. They too became indoctrinated in the dreamspell because of my inability to save them, after the divorce. My ex-wife Patricia involved the state with such quickness, i was unprepared for such a conflict, didn't see it coming. Save for Frances, advanced in age, i was alone in the battle. Sort of. The unseen were with me. More on that some other time. i wasn't enough to help them see another way, and therefor lost the challenge to save my new family from the false light. My children have been taught the ways of indifference, and words such as hate, abandon, doesn't care, negativities, and so on. My children, our children, learned the ways of love while we were together. Much of this can be seen as captured in photos, shared here on this site when the 'pics' tab is visited. Albeit, that's how the darkness plays, one can experience a 'dark night of the soul'; timelines fray, and the learning curve, to slightly misspeak, can be parabolic, accelerated for certain. Defeat is the true mirror in which you may honestly view your real self.This, these times, were the most difficult of my life here thus far. One comes to understand, forms are valueless when lessons are learned. My children remain in a foreign land.
Maintaining true to my character and constitution, although a bit dinged up after hunting in the foreign lands of darkness, i course corrected, and continued to be who i was meant to be--me. Evolving, expression, ascension. Enhance my personality with the Spirit of Truth. Even so, i had to learn to water the garden of my heart as well as to seek for the dry sands of knowledge. i couldn't allow my heart to become barren or my being unbalanced. To be bright enough for lost souls to see or lost ships at sea to sound the shore once the flicker from distant lighthouse is caught by the eye. An obdurate heart i cannot bear, because, we see well only with the heart. The essential is invisible to the eyes.
When one looks at the world and begins to see the corruption, one begins to understand the work that needs be done. i've been asked many a time, 'How do you change the world for the better?' My answer, "One person at a time." It's not what one does in life that's important, what's important is how one does what one has chosen to do; vocation doesn't matter. Ascension scrubs toilets. When you feel important, you lose energy to the wear and tear of ego dignity so that there is little energy left to do the work. Self-importance, not work-importance, exhausts immature people; it is the self element that exhausts, not the effort to achieve. You can do important work if you do not become self-important; you can do several things as easily as one if you leave yourself out. Consciousness will take you to the stream. You gotta have consciousness to find the stream of consciousness. Ascension is one being in a place before one moves to another place in soulful spiritual progression...shine the light whilst you're there in a place. Worlds, another similar word for dimensions; which i use interchangeably for sake of simplicity, and Earth is a beginning dimension, a genesis point in what is meant to be a long career translating from one dimension to the next. Equally, from one world to the next. Very important is the work of preparation for the next higher world, yet nothing equals the importance of the work of the world in which you are actually living. Nothing can take precedence over the work of your status world—this world or the next. Though the work is important, the self is not. No butterfly may be had without the chrysalis, and no chrysalis is of any worth after the butterfly is hatched.
Setting a course for years to come, my person, earning a living as a tradesman/journeyman (stucco, synthetics, masonry), kept me in close association with my fellow man, for necessary reasons (if i can help just one person find the light, i've done what i was sent to do) i was never in it for the money. Lost for a time are the art shows. Remembering an axiom Frances taught: 'Do the right thing, money will follow.' With the turn of the century, the often-thought-of-otherwise-idle plan heaved into motion. Set out on my first tour of the Southeastern United States; design being my person had to live in and earn my keep for extended periods of time; in different small towns, in different states. Learn greater respect for humanity, service to others, and be light; someone to talk with; more than observe. Reside in the town, community. Thus, Fountain Inn, SC; Mars Hill, NC; Asheville, NC became towns of residence. The first tour lasted the better part of of four years, where i became a child of the Appalachians, concomitantly realizing a nomadic nature within my self; upon which i returned to home-state Florida wishing to reunite with my children...we don't always get what we wish for when we want it to be. After the better part of a year, and planning a second tour, the mission resumed, encompassing more small towns. Many of the beautiful people i encountered were believers in Jesus Christ, steadfast in their faith...that which i came to offer was merely augmentation of light to their baseline; as they did for me. Ascendant they were in their own rights and means. The Spirit led my person through a wonderfully textured and vibrantly alive landscape of varied cultures; yet unfailingly common in spirit, that is to say, UNITY, motivated by love and spirit...not a wonder as this part of the country is known as the 'Bible Belt.' Chattanooga, TN.; Andrews, NC; Murphy, NC; Ringgold, GA; Hayesville, NC; Blairsville, GA; Warne, NC. Seven years, again throughout the Appalachians. In sharing my religious experience, and learnings thereof, one of the things i've come to understand, is: part of ascension's secret lies in service to others. In winning souls for the Master, it is not the first mile of compulsion, duty, or convention that will transform a person and their world, but rather the second mile of free service and liberty-loving devotion which betokens the Jesusonian reaching forth to grasp ones brother or sister in love and sweep them on under spiritual guidance toward the higher and divine goal of mortal existence. The living Jesus is the only hope of a possible unification of Christianity; neither dogma nor creed of dead men's interpretations of Jesus Christ, will nourish ascension. It's the living Jesus that will win the day. These days Christianity willingly goes the first mile, but mankind languishes and stumbles along in a world of moral darkness because there are so few genuine second-milers--so few professed followers of Jesus, who really live and love as he taught his disciples to live and love and serve. That which i witnessed first hand, with heart and mind, when engaging true people of the earth was/is marvelous and real. The true church--the Jesus brotherhood--is invisible, spiritual, and is characterized by UNITY, not necessarily by UNIFORMITY. Uniformity is the earmark of the physical world of mechanistic nature. It is better to see the miracle through Jesus, rather than to see Jesus through the miracle. Spiritual unity is the fruit of faith union with the living Jesus. Living ascension in the Stream of Consciousness. The visible church should refuse longer to handicap the progress of the invisible and spiritual brotherhood of the kingdom of God. This brotherhood is destined to become a LIVING ORGANISM in contrast to an institutionalized social organization. It may well utilize such social organizations, but mustn't be supplanted by them.
The Spirit of Truth has been poured upon all humanity. People represent the last link in the chain of those beings who are called sons of God. The personal touch of the Original and Eternal Son passes on down through a series of decreasingly divine and increasingly human personalizations until there arrives a being much like ourselves, one you can see, hear, and touch. And then you are made spiritually aware of the great truth which your faith may grasp--sonship with the eternal God! Spirit identification constitutes the secret of personal survival and determines the destiny of spiritual ascension.
The ascension career is the most important factor in any consideration of the people of time and space. i'll say it again, "The Spirit Of Truth has been poured upon all humanity." In the days of flesh the divine spirit indwells us, almost as a thing apart; in reality a positive infiltration of humanity by the bestowed spirit of the Universal Father. In the next life the spirit will become a real part of your personality, just as it will become a part of my personality; and as we successively pass through progressive transformations, we ascend from the material to the spiritual estate of creature life. Paul learned of the existence of the next worlds and of the reality of next world materials, for he wrote, 'They have in heaven a better and more enduring substance...the city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God...a better country, that is, a heavenly one.'
Ascending people gradually progress from the physical to the spiritual as they advance from one world to another; transition realms are accessible alike to material and spirit beings. As world/dimension progressors we will remain in full contact with the material world and with material personalities, while we increasingly discern and fraternize with spirit beings. We should understand that the evolving life of an ascending mortal is really initiated on the inhabited worlds at the conception of the soul, at that moment when the creature mind of moral status is indwelt by the spirit Adjuster. From that moment on, the mortal soul has potential capacity for supermortal function, even for recognition on the higher levels of the ascending worlds of the local universe. Our passage through this wonderful borderland life will be an unforgettable experience, a charming memory. Earth is the initial incarnation dimension for many beautiful souls; for other beautiful souls, a chosen time, a bestowal mission. All returning to source, even the finding of God on Paradise. Seems by design, of the Creator, to afford the creatures of time a graduated opportunity to master the details of the operation and administration of the grand universe, and this long course of training is best carried forward by having the surviving mortal climb up gradually and by actual participation in every step of the ascent. There is a 'brass ring' of transcendent service concealed beyond the horizon of the present universe age; as one of the dimensions of our agelong progress from animal to angel and from angel to spirit and from spirit to God.