Walking The New Into Being

Posted on June 6, 2020 

Received on May 12, 2020 

Seventy years ago, we gathered and committed to fulfilling this mission of spirits, to collectively use our imagination and will to implement it.

Judaism, as commonly practiced, is obsolete. The familiar version cannot inspire the new or navigate it. Walk now, walk through this open gate, into the new garden.

Know then, how to choose here-now, with unbending will and faith. Absorb, and be absorbed, in the fullness of the new. Experience awe for the infinite and discern its particulars.

Hand over hand, travel along your own rope. Do not let go and do not look back.

Received on May 13, 2020 

Tie in to the ancient lines, and keep them, as always, the solid golden middle.

The collective spirit spine is aligned by Judaism, shaped by the infinite straightness of Judaism. Judaism’s collected and ordered wisdom is the spirit spine of existence.

Judaism aims relentlessly, directly, true to the commitment to be Yashar El. 

Know now, know and understand that there have been unproductive deviations, in the name of Judaism, and in other spirit endeavors as well. They will fall away.

For example, “universal” is a false construct  – false, entirely false. Spirit is excruciatingly exact and particular, and is never blended or mixed.  Spirit is made up of particular plus particular plus particular plus particular plus particular, and so on.

How can I participate more in the current process.

Take these rings, these golden rings and sew them into your garments and walk the perimeter, with the rings, and they will bring the higher to the holy place. You must make the place, establish the place, now.

Is there one place?

Yes, one place for you, and it must be made sacred, now.

Gather together the strands of all your spirit walking, and bring this fullness to the square platform I am showing you, and slowly, deliberately, you will walk your full spirit around its perimeter.

You walk as a collection of intentions that have transcended time and place.  And they are all here now, held in the membrane of your being.

And carrying all the strands, walk around the square platform. And say the names of god, and walk, and say the names of god, all the different names as you walk.

And I will walk and say them, 72 names. Do I say 18 names on each of the 4 sides of the square platform?

Yes.  Eighteen names per side, to establish new life.

As I walk and say the names, I feel resistance.

You will notice that some of the steps-names emanations are being challenged.

This is a revelation. The revelation makes mis-alignment below uncomfortable. Counter forces fight against revelation. It is a battle. They prefer darkness and stasis, but the will to create the new is stronger and will prevail.

And I walk, and say the names.

And notice this – the gold rings sewn into the garments your are wearing start to vibrate, as we turn the corner to the fourth side. At the last few of the 72 names, the rings nearly disappear, their frequency becomes a portal, a channel between worlds. The rings are a device to initiate the process, a technology, a means to a non-physical end.  This here, this human hosted transition, from carrying rings of gold to establishing timeless sanctity, this is the Jewish journey.

This is the core intent of Judaism –  and you have now been shown how it works.

Enter the platform now. Standing the middle of the square platform, time, space, and place are holy and infused with the full intent of creation. A line of holiness sinks into the core, and out to the cosmos, and to those who are in full harmony with this center of centers, there is no other place or time.  Yet, we are simultaneously aware that the same stream, running slower,  is comprised of people, locations, aberrations, and the history of human choice.

 

Received on June 6, 2020 

Here I am. Where am I?

You are in the wilderness, again, with no path and no formula, no established routes. It is barren. You are alone, and leading yourself.

The walking route, this walking in the desert, it is not timed or mapped.  Rather, it is weighed by choices, and the measure of choices needed to establish the new. It is seeded with the Torah’s live light, returning. 

You are still journeying, and you will continue to negotiate the way and to choose alone, without our voices to guide your choosing. This is the new; you will forge it. 


And there are many others here, also alone, on this spiritually uncivilized edge.  The committed intent of your collective walking spreads a taut holding net. It keeps the unfolding below aligned with purpose.

There are unfamiliar spirits here. Are they the lost tribes?

The core of having received the Torah is never shattered or lost, and those who were lost will emerge, as an under-layer around the globe.  

Centuries have passed, with just a handful of spirits in this desert crossing, bravely touching and traversing this in between space, to water it, in faith.

But now it is alive with collective intention.  Seventeen lifetimes ago, you first wandered here, and since then, in those seventeen journeys, you have always crossed through this place, in a different way.

The ingathering and crowding here is unusual, and all in the midst of a pandemic and physical separation.

Bodies are quieted, for souls to gather. Stay here. And together, reflect out the face of the higher.

This desert is a place of constant emanating and receiving, day and night.  Here, everyday material can never dominate. The balance strongly favors spirit.

And in the desert, the Jews were ensconced in accessible holiness and a relationship with spirit at all times.  That desert time is similar to our era, now.  

The chaos in current daily life is occasionally unnerving.

The structure is stable. Do not worry about collapse. The variable now is time – how long will it take for this desert to bloom, for the spirit desert to come alive.  Sense the breadth and the glory. You do not hold it alone.  Forge into the new, using guide lines from the old. 

Hebrew letters, too, stabilize the process.  As every familiar construct falls away, to reveal a bare reality, the letters are an iron grid.  Trust the letters, rely on the Hebrew letters, too.

 

Image: Straight Path  Creative Commons

Image: Sinai Desert  Creative Commons

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