
The Following is a conversation between me and another ACIM student/teacher who recently participated in a demonstration of healing upon a third party. I am LR.
M: Hey you know. Having been *one, I'd have to say they're not a 'cut above'. It's just the conversation that they're currently in with themselves. And it's good. It's their path.
*(ACIM groupie)
I've been living in isolation from my old ACIM mates for 7 years, and just working and 'being' with ordinary people. I fucking adore them. I've never tried to teach anything, but the message is always there, and virtually always gets translated. it's just love and acceptance. I was forced to go back out and address the world that I denied as my own, and I'm grateful for that. I would never have 'left the nest' if it hadn't been literally demolished from beneath me. That's actually how it happened.
I was wrong to think that I'm different, or that they were.
**No details really. I just blew up Ricks pic on my computer screen and joined him. Not hard to do. His face tells his story. I could relate to him. I fell in love. I filled up with energy, and it sprayed out my crown. Then I asked if that was it, and felt that it was.
**M is referring to my desire for details of when he said his head exploded with a healing exercise we both undertook for Ric.
LR: yes, I find faces do tell a story hard to ignore. I think blowing up Ric's photo is a useful and unique technique. I may use it myself. Wish people felt more safer to put up the ol' mug, so often find they don't want to be known intimately. people feel they have to hide sometimes. I love looking at faces, but I can tell when it's not really their own face. Spirit tells me. Words tell me too, when someone tells a lie, whether it's an intentional lie or not.
M: Then I asked God to fill him up and protect him from his fears. That's it.
LR: Well, I feel it was your work and one other healer that did the most benefit although all thoughts of healing, I feel are productive. When I was there, in my mind, I placed a cape over Ric, like a pink color, for his comfort and protection, but I saw two others doing the most work on him and they were male.
M: No big deal.
LR: yes, I know, seems quite natural for you. It's something out of the ordinary happening, so don't downplay what you just did. By someone else's standards, a miracle happened. In the future, this sort of thing will be understood as natural and because it will be more commonplace. Spirit wants me to blog on it as I'm consumed with the wonder of healing the illusory separation ACIM talks about. I'm gung-ho on the stuff, and I'm very interested in your description whereby you said you would never have left "the nest" if it hadn't literally been demolished under you. Sounds like spirit threw you in the water and told you to sink or swim.
M: This might sound a bit weird, but it's interesting.
Sickness and healing are the same idea. We believe that sickness is a finite, because we believe that bodies are finite, and that healing is not. "It's a miracle!". But because they are the same idea, we fear them both.
LR: proceeds to butt in: wonderful way of putting it. you express nonduality of the Course to say sickness and healing are the same idea. Scuse me as I pick myself up off the floor, lol, the screws fell out from sitting here too long. I'm looking forward to dying so I can get off the internet.

Yes, I can see this clearly, that sickness and healing are the same idea, if we believe the body is mortal, and who doesn't, then it has a finite sense to it. therefore healing is wholeness, and complete, and we relate healing suddenly, as "a miracle." To say we fear both sickness and being healed, I realized we do, but I had never thought of it that way much, except in the sense to "fear not evil." to say resist not what is appearing as evil. I do not believe in evil, it's just a word, as I do not believe in devils or demons, that sort of thing. I've entered nondual state, but looking back, I can see I was born with a nondual outlook to start with, not that I'm special from anyone else. I just remember being born and thinking "oh shit. here I go again!" They're going to be telling me a lot of lies and I'm going to believe them and then I'm going to forgive them and myself for believing the lies. there will be points where I'll want to commit suicide, and chicken out, but I won't succeed in that. there will be a few places I'll wonder if it's worth the trek and I'll just want to go home. everytime I call for help, I'll get it though, and no matter how much I miss home and yearn to return, I'll get through this life like I did all the others and gradually see the worthwhile side of it all, as like a return to Love.
M: Real healing is undoing fear. It doesn't come from us, because we're literally the resistance to it.
LR: I'd go a little further with this concept, to say the ego itself, as a resistance factor to truth, to Love, is a fear bundle, which is trying to survive here, in a body, while others are also trying to survive, and may see each other as enemies, adversaries to their own purposes of being, what? top dog? thinking of how the world is into competition factors right now.
I dislike football games. Probably due to the way I see injuries to the body occur in sports, as like a badge of honor among men. I see myself as a nurse type who wishes she didn't have to attend to the wounds which occur in battles, but like somebody has to clean up. I'm thinking polarity energies here. and how natural it seems for men to injure them selves or create a war and then boast of the ability to create and wage a war. Doesn't make any sense to me. Perhaps that's what ACIM means when it says we are all insane? Or at least the ego is. BTW, I am no longer the nurse type, as ACIM taught me, really, I need do nothing. Salvation has already occurred and been accomplished for mankind. If I nurse, it's just to fill in my remaining days left here.
M: I can't do anything other than agree that healing isn't fearful. I confront my own fear over it, and agree that something else is already there to replace it. That steps down the energy to the degree that it can be used to repair anomalies in the body. It's like resistors in a circuit board, and then you have transformers that can alter the amperage of the source energy. It's all just energy, and that's why it's possible. Anyone can be a 'transformer', it's just a question of who's willing.
LR: Yes, who's willing? that is the question, or maybe who's ready to be willing?
And what does willingness imply? Perhaps it's a surrender to God's will in a sense. And what is God's will? If I think about God's will, I go once more to the pages of ACIM, God's will is to heal the separation, and it is already healed, if we but dream we are stuck in a movie of time.
The transformer, I relate to the word transmutation of energy, a purifier of negative, or fear energy into positive, into a movement from a stationary place, into a spinning place. Physical is slowed down energy appearing as solid, to say, negative/positive in interaction is what this planet is all about. We exist in duality, but with a nondualistic point of reference, which is a spacious type of mindset. I'm picking up there's a fourth party is going to benefit from reading this blog, now, although I want you to know, I write for myself; I give myself insight this way, I cannot preach anymore DP says!
M: It comes from God. It's raining down on us all the time, but it's an energy that would blow out all of our circuits of resistance without help.

LR: This is what I get from that: God is Light. God is not a physical body, so God is Light, although intelligent, to say we live within God Stuff of the Universe; it rains down on us all the time, is like Love raining down. It was said in olden times (those times still here) that to stand before the Light of God, God would say, were he/she to speak, "no man sees my face and lives."
This reminds me how I must shield my eyes from too bright a light as it's painful to look directly into the sun; you can go blind if you do.
same principle that standing before the Light, all dross is burned off, to say, all non-truth, non-God, all sin/error, distortions of truth, things we believed about ourselves, that served us to participate in this world, within a body, but that no longer serve us when we enter or return to our true home, our true essence, our true being.
M: At least at this point in time. That's why we need, and eventually ask for, and receive help. "Ask, and it will be given". Or, "ask it in my name, and I'll be the transformer." That's Jesus not me.
LR: A keyword you planted on the other board, was "you need to ask." then I said, I'm asking you right now. then I started laughing, as I didn't know I would say that. Of course, all credit goes to J. The figure, the idea of J, the Christ consciousness is between us, the HS between us, God is in the relationship active. I see the principle of "ask and ye will receive" operating, with Ric being the first to ask, by asking me, then me asking you, there was a group of us though, about 4 to 6 individuals active in the healing process, yet I feel your willingness was as strong as sure as mine and another friend of mine, BMc.
The HS is also a spirit of truth, of Love, unconditional. when I was but 14, a miracle happened. I explained it as best I could in my book Road Signs.
A miracle seems a sudden change in a relationship, for the better. I remember growing quite agitated over a relationship with a man who had lust factors in his makeup. Yes, I was molested, but I won't go into that here. Just the dynamics of the overcoming process from a spiritual point of view. Jesus did not appear to come into the picture at this point. I was not raised with any religion. I remember the time period was, that I was looking for a boyfriend at age 14. a normal child. This man made sex seem dirty, and he was telling me all women were lesbians and/or whores and prostitutes.
Understandably, I would be greatly upset to find this out! haha! Oh, it's funny now, but back then, I was quite furious.
I used to talk to God, not Jesus. I was going to scream at him. I could fill the intense anger building up inside at having to live here with him a few more years, although he could not touch me anymore, I was still under his roof, and this was part of my soul's intentions to be here and get the bloke redeemed, as I later learned, I was not a victim.
God told me he was ready for redemption; had agreed to it. I was to be the transformer, the beneficiary of his redemption to honorable carriage.
I pictured then, God as a being, but J as a man, inspired of God. Later, God, Jesus, HS, Me, You, all that gets rolled up into One.
J didn't really come along for me fully until the 80's when I first found ACIM, it fell out of the sky into my hands it seemed, but I had asked for something, so I could remain among the living.
I was at a crisis point; saved again by the bell! lol
back to the miracle, I must make this brief, or I'll be here all day. While this man started up his tirade again about all of us sluts, yada yada, I was about to spout off he was ruining my self image, my hope for every young girl's quest for true love. He could be violent, I knew, he seemed very primitive, but I couldn't take it anymore.
I couldn't act like I was listening to him. Spirit came upon me and said STOP! Do not blast him. Sit down and listen to him for real. So I said, ok, show me what you want me to do and I will promise to you, I will listen for real this time.
Quietly, spirit showed me another side of his wandering life, as he sought within the woman's vagina a sanctuary never to be found. All his "whores" took him into their body willingly and still yet he sought the next vagina for a thirst that could never be satisfied with a single woman.
I actually merged spiritually into his travels, walking in his footsteps aways and I started laughing, which he'd never seen me laugh with him.
Then there was so much more that happened, but it boils down to forgiveness, what he had perpetrated against my body. We looked into each other's eyes, naked souls. Suddenly he saw himself through my eyes, but I was smiling. It was just the energy from the eyes operating. He grew fearful! Then his fear disappeared. He began to whistle. This man could whistle like nobody else!
The whistle tone was from spirit, signaling the karma was cleared, the forgiveness done. The lust was receding from his character. Somehow I knew I was the only one on Earth to do this miracle for him. If we resort to simplicity, we could say I changed his mind about what women are exactly..I brought in some equality idea to him. Yet I was not alone, we were not alone in that room.
I cannot say it was J helping me. I can see guides, invisible guides as being sent from J, and I attribute this to a guide, to say, we are each assigned like personal guides to help us deal with crisis points in our lives. While I was writing my book, my personal guide was Dead Preacher. I referred to him as DP; I think he's related to J. That's the best I can do with the conception of guardian angels. All I know is I can hear a voice talking to me whenever I am about to do something rash. Which that was a long time ago, I am not prone to rash behavior much anymore, but I can be weird sometimes, I can't take negativity, nor anger. Only if spirit asks me to take it, I will, as a transformer, but with a backup system in place, then I go ahead and let myself be used.
M: "God has willed that no man should die". God gets his way. Fear is what 'death' is. Make sense?
LR: yes of course. Fear is what death is. I must tell you sometime my experience with dying and how sublime it really was! Glad to meet you. I thoroughly enjoyed this meal with you. I perceive it as breaking bread together.
All my love to you! Ta!
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