I talked to Heaven
One morning many years ago, I heard a soft voice coming from everywhere, and a great love holding me in a kind of cosmic embrace. I said ..."heavens...God? " and the voice answered: "my precious child". Then I asked ... 'me? then who is Jesus? and the voice said, "he's your brother". Actually I'm a non-religious person, so why me? Another experience I can put in the same category is when I met the lady of Goldenlight, or when two white winged angels took me all over the world to practice flying and study about free will. I love the heavenletters. However, the Divine is not necessarily a He. :) Even the beautiful lady of Goldenlight said she is not necessarily a she; the golden particles are very likely arranging themselves like a mirror for whoever looks.
I like Gloria, a very practical person. I printed the sutras calendar this morning. I noticed that April 4th is missing, that is tomorrow.
For tomorrow, I will print on a piece of paper: "I am forever grateful for each day and night, with all my body, soul and mind". Nowadays (since last year, in fact), there is some kind of church-like smell ...like rosemary with myrrh and something else I can't define, sometimes coming out of my palms or from my head. I asked my friends to check and tell me if I'm not imagining things, and they confirmed it. Perhaps I'm being embraced by the Angels. If this is it, I'm gladly sending blessings to everyone, with sweet, gentle hugs from AY.
A touch from God
You have had such a divine encounter with God. I am so blessed to have read your experience. Thank you for sharing this. It is encouraging to me to hear of what God is doing with each one of His children. A touch from the Almighty this is so exciting to me. You are an anointed child and God has you under His very wings. No harm will come near you. Your are under His divine protection.
These words are from I book I read about anointing. How a shepherd cares for His flock.
Thou anointest my head with oil;”
The oil has two other purposes in addition to protecting against vipers. First it heals wounds. Second, the oil spread around the sheep’s nose keeps insects such as nose flies from depositing their eggs in the soft membrane of the sheep’s nose. If that should happen the sheep will beat its head against trees and rocks for relief and may kill itself. For these reasons the shepherd anoints the sheep. He covers their heads with an oil-like repellent. The fragrance keeps the insects at bay and the flock at peace. Sheep still tend to get hurt. Most of the wounds the shepherd treats are simply the result of living in a pasture. Thorns prick, or rocks cut or a sheep rubs too hard against a tree. Sheep get hurt. As a result, the shepherd regularly inspects the sheep searching for cuts and abrasions. He doesn’t want the cut to worsen. He doesn’t want today’s wound to become tomorrow’s infection.
Neither does God. Just like sheep we have wounds, but ours are wounds of the heart. If we are not careful, these wounds lead to bitterness. And so like sheep we need to be treated. “ He made us, and we belong to him: we are his people, the sheep He tends. God will do for us what the shepherd does for the sheep. How? First: go to Him. You anoint my head with oil. Second: Assume the right posture - bow to God. In order to be anointed the sheep must stand still and lower their heads. “Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time. The sheep doesn’t understand how the oil works. All he knows is that something happens in the presence of the shepherd. And that is all we need to know
Living in Him and He in me
loving God for all eternity
Michelle
the birds and the sheep
Dear Michelle,
As a matter of fact I used to take care of sheep - some years ago, when I was a schoolgirl, at my grandparents' farm. (Now I'm a teacher, and I take care of children:) We had a black sheep then, and three white ones, among other animals, of course. I loved them all. Their milk was good, but a meat eater I am not. We didn't put oil on them, as they themselves secreted a special smelling oil, however I used to clean the thorns from their wool, and kiss them...kiss their little noses, their eyes, rub their horns...and they would kiss me back, licking my nose with their soft tongues. They also used to lick each other clean everyday. I took care of geese and other farm animals too, I mean I used to lead them to the pastures where they would get the best food, while I was guarding them. Come to think of it, my grandmother was indeed anointing the ...chickens:) the newly hatched ones have a little bump on their beaks, and grandma used to pour a drop of butter on their beaks, and scratch the hard bump out, so that they would grow up more gentle, with less fighting. My name does indeed mean in a certain language "the flock that has followed", so a lost sheep I am not, Right now I live in the City of Rice, City of Stars, close to the Source of Clouds, next to the Fields of The Sun River, and at the foot of The Great Mountain. I live right here, where the swans come. This place on Earth is in Japan, and isn't this so full of poetry? I love writing poetry, and reading it; life itself seems to be a great poem, with many verses and deep words, so I feel blessed indeed to be able to read and to write in this great book which is also mine; because words of love and friendship are like golden thread in the complex tapestry of life. Why did I write all this? Because it is my intent to send this soft, loving, sweet feeling, with the gentlest hug, to you. With love, AY