Divine Inspiration and Co-creation

Greetings!

Please view  On Angels Day I heard 'O Come, O Come, Emmanuel'  (post published on Jan. 11, 2018)

Before that morning, this piece of music was only one of the music I knew or listened on YouTube.  As I had mentioned, I was not into lyrics of songs.  Therefore, I only knew the music was 'O Come, O Come, Emmanuel'.  The music went on and on for about an hour.  I stayed in bed for the energy field was wonderful and powerful.

Afterward, I used the computer to look up the meaning of Emmanuel.  It meant "God is with us".  I wanted to know the lyrics.  I logged onto YouTube.  The song was nice, but I did not feel resonance with the lyrics.  I liked music played by The Piano Guys.  So I listened to them playing  'O Come, O Come, Emmanuel'.  As I listened, I felt my whole being vibrated, and words began to flow in my heart.  In the following days, the music came on even when the computer was off, and words continued to come as if making a song of my own.  When I tried to voice the words, sometimes words came out beautifully, but more often than not I had a hard time singing in tune.  I let it go, and went on to do something else.  Then the right tune would suddenly come out of nowhere, and the co-creation continued.  It took some days for the music and some of the words to settle in.  Whenever the music came, I quietly sang along in my heart.  Energy around my head vibrated and so was my entire being.  I realized it was no accident that I heard the music on Angels Day.  I was very grateful for the inspiration from the angels.

This kind of experiences was not new to me.  Years ago I used to worry a lot.  When the sky was gray, so was my mood.  Seeing the night sky or dark ocean triggered fear in me.  If I was alone when these scenes came on the screen, I turned off the TV immediately.  One morning, a sentence came to my mind at the very moment I woke up.  For the next four weeks, a strong urge within caused me to expand on the sentence.  When I finished the writing, I no longer had fear looking up at the night sky or ocean.  Most of all, I seemed to worry much less than before.  (Re  Writing is Healing and On a cloudy, gloomy morning, I go looking for the sun )  A Fight against Poverty in Black and White was another experience of divine intervention or inspiration.

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Scientists, writers, poets, artists, musicians, singers, and in fact all of us received divine inspirations from time to time.  We might have an aha moment reading something.  We could hear a speech that uplifted our spirit and inspired us to take some actions.  One Sunday, the words on the church's weekly leaflet touched me deeply.  When I was home, I copied the words in my journal.

                 So Send I You (by Paul Solomon and Chris Van cleave)

                   So Send I you to do what I have done and more.

                   So Send I you to fields that are white with harvest.
                   Never was the deed so great nor the workers so few.
                   For that reason, So Send I you.

                   So Send I you and you do not go without me.
                   Wherever you are, here I will also be.
                   So Send I you to labor for me and for the world that never knew me.
                   And often will not know you.

                   So Send I you to those who are gathered here.
                   They are my people and the sheep of my pastures.
                   The good shepherd is known by his sheep,
                   So shall they know your voices.

                   Think not what you should say but boldly open your mouth.
                   And I will speak.
                   For I have sent you.
                   So Send I you.

                   So Send I you like lambs among wolves.
                   Carry neither purse nor script nor shoes.
                   Don't stop to chat along the way.
                   And whatever house you enter, bring peace there.

                   You have not chosen me, I have chosen you.
                   Those you forgive, I will forgive.
                   For I have send you.
                   So Send I you.

In my journal, I wrote:

From (my name) to Christ:

Your powerful message is received with the utmost devotion and love.  I, among the many you sent, vow to live the rest of my life to be the mouth piece of Your Words, and to be the Peace you have sent us to be.  You have carried the sheep on your shoulders, and so will I as the laborer you have sent.  Use me any way your feel fit.  Never my will but Thy Will be done in me, as me, of me and around me.      Amen. 

                                                                                      

I made a promise to myself.  I wanted to look at others with love and non-judging eyes like Jesus Christ, Buddha, Quan Yin and all the loving beings.  I also prayed that when others looked into my eyes, they would see the reflection of their own beauty - the wonderful, beautiful, loving beings that they are.

Two days later, I went to the Tuesday healing prayer service.  After the service, we used to hug each other before we left the chapel.  I practiced what I vowed.  I looked into their eyes before we hugged.  Amazingly, some of my friends looked into my eyes, and pulled me to them for a second hug!

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Can I stay in that state of being?  No.  I am not different from anybody.  I falter from time to time.  I react to situations and lose my peace.  Sometimes I doubt.  Yes, sometimes I judge myself as well as others.  Fortunately, by the Grace of God, I am always able to return to the Truth that I Am.  For this, I am grateful.

Love and Blessings,
Q of D

P.S.  As I was writing this post, I went online to look for 'So Send I You'.  I learned about the original version of the hymn.  I loved the above version by Paul Solomon and Chris Van Cleave.  The words were like words by Christ channeled through them.  There was power in those words.  However, as I wrote in my other posts, we might be watching the same movie, but each might find a different scene more touching / inspiring than the rest.  It had nothing to do with right and wrong.  All Is Well. 

My Life Is Here and Now

Greetings!

Last December, my older son drove me back to visit the state we had lived for over four and a half years.

It was not a planned trip.

Near the end of Nov., my son told me the H.R. department of the company he worked for had scheduled all the employees to take their remaining personal and vacation days before the year was over.  He knew I needed to go back to that state to close my safe deposit box account.  He offered to use one of his two personal days for the trip.

He said, "We can leave on a Saturday so that you can go to your church on Sunday.  On Monday morning, we'll go to the bank and drive home afterward.  I'll go to work on Tuesday."

I said, "I want to go there in the summer.  Winter is here.  Some states already had snow storms.  It is a 14-hour drive, and may take longer if there is snow.  Since we have to go to the bank on Monday, we will be home in the early hours of Tuesday.  I don't want you to go to work without much sleep."

He said, "I can go to work without much sleep.  I had done that before.  Are you sure some states already had snow storms?  We normally don't have snow until around Christmas."

I said, "Yes, it had snowed in some states.  You don't know about it because you do not watch the news.  I remembered clearly that one year we had snow on Sept. 30.  It is not that unusual to have snow in November around Thanksgiving Day."

He said, "Okay, it is up to you if you don't want to go."

The next day, my son called me from work.  With excitement in his voice, he said, "Mom, I am in the HR department.  They say I can take two personal days together.  (Originally, he had scheduled to have Monday off in alternate weeks.)  Now, I'll go back to work on Wed., and you don't have to worry that I may not have enough sleep.  I'll go ahead to rent a car and book a hotel.  Do you want to leave on Dec. 9?"

That is my son and his 'get it over with attitude'.  Though his call or plan caught me by surprise, I appreciated his good intention.  I said, "I do not want to encounter any storm snow.  If you really want to go there with me, I would like to leave as early as possible.  Can we leave on Dec. 2?"

On the other end of the line, he seemed to be talking to his coworker.  Then he said, "It's fine.  I'll have Monday and Tuesday off."

The drive to that state was very smooth and easy.  It was past mid-night when we arrived at the hotel.  The next morning my son drove me to the church.  Like his father, he preferred not to go inside the church with me.  I had not called my friends before I came.  They were surprised and happy to see me.  Of course, I was happy to see them again.  Though it had been a 'short' six years, we could see time had left its mark on all of us.  A few regulars at church had moved on, and some no longer came to church on Sundays.  There were some new faces.  Later, we took a walk on the beach.  It was a sunny, gorgeous day.  We did not even need to wear a jacket.  We also visited the big spiritual research center.  At night, I had dinner with a friend. 

On Monday, we went to the bank.  The staff at the bank was helpful and courteous.  The way home was quite pleasant and smooth.  A light snow began to fall near the border of the state below our state.  The roads were clear and good once we drove into our state.  My son drove to the car rental company, dropped off the car, and picked up his own car.  At home, we ate a good late dinner.  I went to bed around 2 am.  My son went to sleep much later than I did.  It was good knowing that he did not have to go to work the next morning.  He hung out with his friends the second day. 

Five or six days later, an unusual early heavy snow storm caused many problems and accidents across USA.  Seeing the heavy snow, my son said, "Mom, luckily you insisted on driving there on Dec. 2.  I could not imagine what would have happened if we . . ."  I said, "Yes, I am very grateful that everything went well on the trip."

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2012 was quite a year.  On Jan. 14, I joined a spiritual order, and looked forward to live a more active life.  (Re The Grace of Good Intention )  However, our older son had always wanted to move back to the state where he was born and grew up.  In the second half of Jan., a company near our home state offered him a short term contract job.  He gladly accepted and reported to his job soon after.  Meanwhile, my husband was not well.  He had been depressed since the restaurant years.  As much as I enjoyed living in that state, I knew the move would be good for my husband.  I was happy for our son because it was a step towards what he wanted (i.e. to move back to the home state).  Furthermore, we could visit our younger son and his family more often since it would be a 6-hour drive instead of 14-hour.  Therefore, I was at peace with the move.  (Re Life is as God is - Turbulence is a life force )

Days and nights, I tried to pack everything.  Since my husband was not well, I did not want to close the safe deposit box and carry the stuff with us.  Several months later, our son got a job in the home state.  My husband and I moved back here near the end of July, 2012. 

After we moved back, I had talked to my family about the safe deposit box.  In later days, my husband said he was too old to drive that far again.  (In 2007, other than stops for gas, he drove all the way to that state without any rest.)  Years went by.  My loved ones had their plans of how to spend their vacations.  I did not want to impose on them that they must drive me there.  When my son offered to drive me there, I was nicely surprised for I thought he had forgotten about it.

What comes out of this trip?

Some days after the trip, I decided it was time to let go of the past.  I was grateful we had safe and smooth rides back and forth.  The weather was exceptionally nice during those few days.  I was happy to see my friends.   However, it was truly a long drive to get there.  The safe deposit box matter had been taken care of.  I did not anticipate driving there again in the coming years. 

My life is here and now.  Spring will soon be here.  I can't wait to see how life will unfold in 2018.

Peace and Love,
Q of D

 

Her face was bright with light; she said she saw Jesus

Greetings!

In the summer of 2008, I 'got' that it was time for me to re-read my journals so that I might someday share my experiences and the lessons I had learned.  I began to read my journals, but had no idea how I could ever teach and write as my guides and angels said.

While I was growing up, I did not write down my dreams and experiences.  During the restaurant years, some days I did not record anything.  Sometimes I briefly wrote down a few sentences.  I began to record what happened more consistently after Night Vision - Pieces of A Dream Incredible Phenomenon .  Since then I had filled up two large plastic containers with notebooks.  So far, I had only re-read about half of my notebooks.  As I read the notebooks, I realized I had forgotten some of my dreams and experiences.  I was glad I had taken the time to write them down.

Recently, I randomly picked up a notebook because I did not know what to share.  Here was an account of what happened the last time I went to the group energy healing practice in 2007.

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The 2-day healing workshop in March 2007 took place in a healing center that was about 45 minutes from where I lived.  Hope was the owner of the center.  She was a professional healer that had learned many healing arts.  She was a participant in the workshop too.  The teacher assigned Hope and me to work on each other during the first round of practice.  It was a wonderful experience for both of us.  When the workshop was over, the teacher returned to her state.  Hope kindly allowed us to continue practicing the healing art in her center once a month for about an hour.

On the day of our July group practice, I arrived early.  Hope and I sat down and talked.  Hope said, "I am concerned about Jenny.  She did not see any difference in this healing art and those that she had learned.   During practice, I can see she cannot set aside her ego as you and I do.  Since the workshop, she has told me she felt very frustrated.  She may not come to the practice today."  Before I said anything, others began to arrive.  Jenny came too.

We usually paired up to give and receive healing during the hour.  That day there were seven of us.  Seeing that, I said I would sit there holding the space for my friends to practice healing.  Before my friends were to begin practicing, I pulled Jenny aside.  I said, "Jenny, you are a very loving person.  You learn many healing arts because you truly want to serve and help others.  I know other healing arts have step-by-step instructions.  Jenny, will you please forget about the steps today?  Don't think about what to do or how you should go about in a healing session.  Simply set the pure intention of service and put your hands forward in a giving healing position.  Don't think or imagine anything.  Don't move your hands except if the Divine healing energy guides you to.  Please know that it is fine even if no healing energy comes through to guide you.  Sometimes we may be in a condition to receive healing instead of giving.  Jenny, please promise me you will not move your body or hands except you feel guided to."  Jenny promised me before she walked to the massage table where her friend was waiting to receive healing.

With her eyes closed, Jenny set the intention and placed her hands above her friend's head.  For quite a while, she just stood there.  For a brief second, her patience seemed to be slipping.  Luckily, she returned to peace.  Suddenly, there was a change in her whole demeanor.  Her face was bright with light.  There was a smile on her face.  She seemed to be in great joy, yet tears kept running down her face.  She began to move around working on the one on the massage table.

When the exchange of energy was over, she came to thank me.  Tears of joy were still on her face.  She said she saw Jesus; Jesus came down and held her hands guiding her throughout the healing session.  I was not a clairvoyant.  I did not see Jesus or what happened except the beautiful radiance on her face.  I was happy that Jenny learned to set aside her ego and allow the Divine to work through her.

Unexpectedly, a friend, seeing that I was not in the paired up practice, came to offer me healing.  For her kindness, I gladly accepted.  Afterward, she said, "It is very strange!  Instead of you receiving energy, I feel that your head and heart are radiating with powerful healing energies."  We hugged before we parted ways.

I did not know that day was my last participation in the group monthly practice.  A few days later, I learned I would soon move to another state.  Months later, a friend told me Jenny was doing wonderful healing work and had helped many people.

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2007 was a year of many adventures.  (Yes, I can smile and call it a year of adventure NOW.)  In Feb. 2007, our younger son moved out of our apartment for he was going to get married in July.  In April, our older son was pink-slipped as a result of the extreme slow economy in our state.  In June, I went to a summer festival organized by the city I lived.  Powerful healing energy moved me to clear the negative energy formed around an Islamic tent.  (Re My experiences as a channel of spiritual healing energy)  Later that month, the Divine prompted me to go to a washroom to heal a woman.  (Re The Healing in the Washroom )  On the day before my younger son's wedding, my older son accepted an out of state job offer, and asked us (his parents) to move there with him.  (Re The Amazing Prophetic Dream of Moving )  It was quite a shock to our younger son when he learned of the news.  On his wedding day, we woke up to gusty wind and rain.  In God's Grace, the day turned out to be a beautiful, sunny day.  (Re The sun will shine and the wind will calm down )  I loved both of my sons dearly and equally.  Though I fully understood the move was in divine order, at the time I could not feel any excitement at all.

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In recent months, our 2001 car had some problems.  I did not want to drive the car at night on snowy, icy roads or to places too far away.  Therefore, I had not gone to any spiritual gathering or our group monthly meditation at night.  In all the readings, my angels and guides had said for me to sit among people.  Writing this post, I realized I should go out and mix with people again.

Many blessings,
Q of D

P. S.  Hope and Jenny are not the real names.  If you have time, please view "Tell her that she is very, very loved."