Adam’s children are living beings. It is so; but
iniquity was found in them. Resolution was ever-near and always
unreachable; and they became vulnerable to error as uncertainty took
root in their hearts.
Distracted, they lost memory of the melody in the father’s counsel,
which took on the ring of command. The dread of great distance came upon
them, bringing discomfort; and they began hearing the words of promise
unto all as personal threats. In their confusion, the stink of mortality
came upon them; and they rebelled in bitterness, poisoning their souls.
The metrics of iniquity were known from the beginning, and HaShem had
prepared a way of escape from its thorny dilemmas. As beings whose
immortality had become wrapped in the fig leaves of mortal souls, their
true lives would be hidden within his spirit and would not be revealed
until that which is perfect should arise in them.
Loss of soul would not be loss of life: death might claim them because
of error, but it could not possess them. Their lives were hidden in
HaShem; and generation by generation, his grace would draw them nearer
to their measurements within life everlasting, which had been reserved
within Yahushua HaMashiyach.
Through the ages, they would follow the path of the cross of the eternal
and the temporal; and when that which is perfect shall have come, all
imperfection will have passed away, never to return.
Their bodies would serve as outer garments; their souls, as inner
garments. Their immortal angels would be sustained by the holy fire of
HaShem; and they therefore became known as the worms that do not perish.
Their perfection is assured because they are inseparable from the spirit
of holiness found in myhla hwhy YHWH
Elohim.
The judgments that would come upon them would not fall on their core
beings, but on the fig leaf called the mortal soul, lest their nakedness
be revealed before they become able to perceive the garment of promise.
They parted the garments of the blameless one between them. In the
restoration of all things, what they seemed to have lost be returned,
rightly woven into the eternal robes of Yahushua, the mystical
projection of father hy.
Yes, they were clothed in mortal souls. Who would have it otherwise? If
souls marked by error had inherited, the Sons of Man—the Children of
God—would have lived life everlasting clothed as offenders. Neither
death nor dishonor has claim against perfection.
YHWH Elohim is spirit; and because our
lives are concealed within him as he is, we understand that our core
beings are also spirit, in that they hide within the invisible, formless
creator. As living spirits, we are native to the eternal realm, and we
live as strangers within temporal realms.
Whether the garments we wear in the temporal are immortal or mortal,
they were tailored by the spiritual differentiation that came upon us as
we transitioned from our origins in the mind of the eternal to
manifestation in the realms of creation. We live by faith. We are living
souls to the degree we walk in accordance with our life’s purpose, which
is determined from the eternal.
Our lives and purposes are inseparable; for without utilization of our
measurements in the mind of God, the faith by which we say we live is
dead. If we claim faith but walk blindly without vision, we will perish;
for we have become sightless creatures that trouble the ground upon
which we walk.
If we do no spiritual work, we do not eat of the bread that comes down
from heaven, unless we quibble over crumbs that fall from the tables of
the elect. We can stuff our bellies with such morsels, but our souls
will starve and the light within our angels will fade as our spirits
covertly listen for the ring of the ax.
Perfection is not a prerequisite for spiritual work. To a man, the
prophets of HaShem struggled with flaws; and the apostles flatly
confessed that if they should claim to live without error, they would be
liars. HaShem does not call the righteous, but sinners.
The pathways to healing open when pain is confronted, acknowledged, and
endured; but iniquity will haunt us until its mystery is taken out of
the way.
May our troubled hearts find courage. Today is a convenient time for us
to accept the father’s will, which is that we should live. Let us,
therefore, take care how we hear; and let us bridle our tongues as we
monitor the spirit we share in HaShem.
It’s not for us to direct our steps. The spirit that sustains each of us
completes its circuits, which begin in the eternal and pass through us
in the temporal, that they might carry us beyond time.
Our spirits intertwine as we presently stand; and the spirit that unites
us knows what each of us should say, where each should go, what each of
us should do. It teaches these things as our eyes embrace.
I don’t ask after the name of ministering spirits, nor do I mistrust the
spirits I perceive in others. There’s no power that is not of God, and
none can do us harm unless permitted from above. It is enough that we
choose the good as we understand it, while remaining open to correction;
for, from the beginning, HaShem declared his creation to be good and
very good.
We have work to do, all of us. That work awaits spiritual birth, not
intellectual understandings. The poor and the infirm are always with us,
but that must not harden our hearts; for our nakedness is always before
the throne of HaShem, who makes use of our inadequacies for the heavy
lifting some require.
Temporal realms were formed by the words, “Let there be.” All things in
the cycles of creation take on substance and acquire form in answer to
the words, “Let there be.” Within created realms, infinite spirit is
constrained— is slain, as it were— so that the finite might be free to
appear and function in service to the infinite.
To become more, therefore, the infinite one had to become, also, less.
This is to say, by metaphor, that the vastness of a very great sea had
to also become a single drop of its waters among many such drops, each
of them distinct from the others.
The spiritual waters of eternity parted so that living souls could
fulfill their functions in the temporal. Each quantification of the
higher waters retained its core essence in the waters below, bound by
surface tension that, which preserves the integrity of each drop.
The ciphers of the living waters are carried within our spirits and fill
the contours of our souls. They permeate our bodies, influencing form
and regulating function as their numbers advance the purposes of HaShem.
HaShem’s spirit hovers above the living waters within us, which part to
the right and to the left as they open the way of escape. We follow in
the steps of elder brother Y’shua ocwhy,
a Son of Man; for unless a seed falls to the ground, it abides alone.
We are measured concentrations of living waters, are we are invested
with the properties of seed. Within the temporal realms of creation, the
sphere of heaven was the first to receive the emanation of divine seed.
Becoming a sphere of divine fire, heaven was set ablaze by the arc of
the Light Bearer as the spirit of hy
moved initiated time. Sparks of the footfalls of his projection would
fall to earth as the children of men, but they first gave rise to the
hosts of heaven.
Driven by the fire of HaShem’s spirit, currents began to form in the
living waters of the eternal; and when the eternal dew began lifting
from the lake, HaShem drew a deep breath that ended in the words, “Let
there be.”
Vaporized, the encoded patterns upon the faces of the dew became
enzymatic; and heaven was filled with explosive interactions as the
water of life expanded into the temporal realm. First of its residues
were the immortal angels. As the heat dissipated, the tongues of fire
became worms of the fire that does not perish.
Their tongues of flame had been shaped by the surface tensions they
carried from the eternal, which had expanded in the heat of emanation
and had given rise to cloven tongues of the divine fire that filled the
heavenly expanse with record of the majesty of HaShem; for the sparks
carried within each ember was a treasured thought drawn from the well of
living waters.
Like thoughts within the human mind, heaven’s angels arise and fall
within heaven’s lake of fire, which is as the mind of HaShem. Thoughts
are like worms: they move back and forth in the stream of consciousness.
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All that is or shall ever be existed in the eternal mind of HaShem.
Looking back at the beginning from the temporal, we recognize that the
beginning had three elements: not that HaShem has three elements, but
the beginning itself.
Creation’s beginning required impulse, facilitation, and result. These
factors gave rise to the concept of the trinity, the triune godhead.
There is no god but God.
We do not make a man an offender because of a word. Words are thoughts.
Our father greatly desires that we seek his faces. It’s his good
pleasure to included us in the Kingdom of Names. He has plans for us
that leave agendas behind; for we will celebrate love in life
everlasting.
The father gave birth to the sum of all things, which John the Baptist
called the word. It is said that he shall fill all in all, and this is
so; for the word is the projection of YWHW
Elohim myhla hwhy, and in his house,
there are many mansions.
It is enough for the servant to be as his Lord; for if they had seen the
servant in the glory he had in the father from the beginning, they would
perceive that glory in the present and would practice war against
nothing.
Creation is not divine entertainment. It is the process through which
formless spirit develops autonomous and immortal forms that can
celebrate everlasting life without error and subsequent dissolution.
Perfection in righteousness will overtake us all when love is treasured
by all.
An invisible and formless reality, love is the embodiment of
hwhy: it is internalization of The
Name. Those in whom love is perfected are blessed with the invisible
face of HaShem upon their faces. Worthy of the eternal promise, they
love with open hearts that celebrate none before HaShem.
Creation is a strange work that reflects differentiation within the
immutable spirit of HaShem. Each of us is as a data point within that
differentiation, and we are bound by the logic we express. We are as
sparks of the divine fire hwhy
projected in the enunciation of owcwhy
Yahushua, the shout owc of
w father Yah
hy.
The
logos—the word, the pattern, the essence—is the fiery stream of eternal
consciousness, which found expression through the proclamation of words,
each of which is a body for thought; and thus, the emanation of thought
was empowered through its enunciation as differentiated words. By the
command, “Let there be,” HaShem became both less and more, as wheels
turned within wheels set in motion by the valencies of thought.
Within the temporal realm, the spheres of immortal heaven and mortal
earth were created simultaneously. What has been written can be
interpreted as “Elohim created the fullness of the heavens and the
fullness of earth.”
As above, so below. Interrelated but distinct, one sphere mirrors the
other. Earth is the sphere in which the invisible essence called the
father can be both perceived and heard: not by natural man, but by the
Sons of Man, whose angels continually behold the faces of HaMashiyach.
Strictly speaking, heaven is without the substance or form to which we
are accustomed in the mortal sphere of the temporal realm. HaShem’s
projection permeates the heavens, clothing them in the majesty of light
by the projection of his word, even as earth is clothed in its splendor.
The light, its positioning and its profiles are central to created
systems, as it is written, “the spirit of Elohim hovered over the face
of the waters.”
Before the rains of revelation fell upon earth—before there was man to
till the ground—a mist arose from earth and watered the ground
hmda. The light of HaShem, passing
through majesty, fell upon splendor, embedding the principles of HaShem
within both form (image) and substance (likeness).
Natural man first learns of HaShem by drinking divine light as it is
reflected from heaven; and the father calls those who truly seek his
faces to drink, not of the reflection, but of the projection; but man
misunderstands.
As we search our hearts for the faces of HaShem, we are focusing not on
the projection, but on the reflection. For this reason the Morning Star
takes prominence at the end of time; for the Morning Star is also the
Evening Star: there was evening, and there was morning, a day.
Beset by errors, he credits himself with the power to resist God’s will,
not realizing that the stumbling blocks he encounters are put there as
guideposts along the way, and that they compel movement towards life
everlasting in Y’shua’s footsteps.
Earth’s transformational light xra is
woven into its forms hmda, which are
parables that were created to absorb, to store, and to reveal the
substance of HaShem’s emanation.
None can evade or hasten his will, which is that the Sons of Man should
enjoy everlasting lives, filled with far greater spiritual abundance
than we have known; but each of us, in his order.
We are whorls of immortal spirit that rise and fall upon the lake of
holy fire surrounding the heavenly throne of the eternal one. We are
sparks of divine fire that have fallen to earth.
When we are lifted up, our embers intensify; and at a convenient time,
the flames within our hearts are engulfed by the heart of HaMashiyach.
The confluence of earthly and heavenly fire is the work of father
hy, and of those whose hearts are
enlarged by the father, none is turned away; for the father enlarges
hearts so that they can enjoy their portions at his table and learn
generous the simplicity of his yoke, which is love.
Heaven’s angels are immortal in their substance, but they dwell within
the lake of fire and can attain no certain form, no certain
identity, no certain dwelling. Incarnation on earth opens a pathway for
all those things. Each of them is a spiritual essence, and that essence
determines the life they will experience with incarnation.
The Life of the Soul
Heaven’s
fire bathes and purifies as HaShem cares for his children. He relives
their pasts with them and explores alternative paths for their futures,
healing their wounds and explaining the reasons for their suffering:
reminding them that, by their stripes, his children are healed; for the
inward presence of ImmanuAL cushions every blow with mercy; for he wills
the recovery of vibrant health within all their members.
They gaze at the angel of the presence, who looks upon all of them,
loving each of them. He revives, restores, corrects, redefines,
inoculates, adds, removes, grafts, splices. He meets every need; for the
fire of his spirit is unquenchable: it is their life.
It is so, that mankind was made a little lower than the angels; but that
saying is also misunderstood. With every bit the stature of angels who
do not, those who choose to live and die as man contribute to the
preservation of all life.
Those who come to earth to serve the dynamics of the cross of the
eternal and the temporal in the material sphere of creation are
treasured workers of the Kingdom of Names. Living their lives in the
footsteps of Y’shua, they sacrifice mortal souls to generate immortal
souls. At the harvest of earth they will regain the stature they held in
the mind of HaShem from the beginning.
When that which is perfect is come, it will not come in piecemeal
function, so that one might boast of the achievement of having reached
the goal before others. It will come in a moment, in the twinkling of an
eye.
In perfection, we will awaken from the world of commerce as from a
dream; and our shouts of joy will dwarf the shouts we made at the
creation of man; for we will have defeated the inertia of iniquity. The
walls of Yircho will lie flat behind us, and the last enemy to fall will
be death, itself. The tombstones will roll away, and the sepulchers will
be empty.
We had been secure among the immortal angels, and we did not come to
earth as punishment for sin or to save our souls. We came to defend
life, itself, and to affirm the identities we enjoy in the eyes of
HaShem from the beginning. It is not for us to direct our steps. Wheels
turn within wheels.
In heaven’s war with the mechanics of error, twins struggle within the
womb on both personal and universal scales. We war not against our own
flesh and blood, nor directly against the powers and principalities of
heaven or earth. We war with inertia, the dead weight of iniquity that
imposes itself upon our consciousness and our lives.
As above, so below. Ministering within the temporal realm of earth,
immortal angels part the hoof. Free to descend and ascend along the
silver cord of spirit that sustains mortal life, they stand astride the
tides of adversity, helping us find balance as we search for solid
ground.
Many are taught that the lower self is at war with the higher, and their
sense of who they are is bifurcated. They worry at the misery around,
about, and within them, believing that houses divided against themselves
are destined to collapse, to the calamity of all, both bad and good.
HaMashiyach is our peace. He loosens the sandals that protect our feet;
and, mindful of the blisters upon our soles, he bathes them in his
modesty. His words remind us that we are one organism, and that we are
to stand together, secure on the solid rock upon which HaShem builds his
temple.
Our father repairs the breach and puts an end to the enmity that plagues
our lives, binding us as one in his goodness, his loving kindness; and
when we arise in him positioned as his projection, our angels rejoice in
overcoming the divide that hampers the unity of heaven and earth.
Ascending and descending along the silver cord of spirit that travels
along our spinal columns, our own angels are not bound by adversity. The
hosts of heaven are open before them; and they gaze, continually, on the
faces of HaShem, in whom all are one.
Brothers and sisters standing together as one, we sharpen each other
against all that offends; for the life that hides within us is capable
of cleansing all things, bringing us peace. United, the veil between
heaven and earth is torn, from top to bottom.
Yes, we must be vigilant against error; but love is our weapon, not
discipline. We embrace discipline, but we do not serve it. If we imagine
that discipline will suffice along the way, we are lost; for the
scripture says that hwhy will fight
for us as we hold our peace, trusting our redeemer; for man does not
direct his steps. We can earn new garments, but not our salvation.
We know in whom we have believed if we have love, one for another,
whatever our challenges; and we must reject the doctrines of damnation.
Accusers will be cast down, even for their thoughts. They will be
condemned, but not by us. All will be lifted up in time, each in his
order.
Many are called but few are chosen. Distinctions between the remnant and
those who must perish is not ours to make, nor should they be of any
concern. Expecting nothing in return, we are to love our enemies to
death; because the differences between a householder and his enemies
have been put there by HaShem for good. They teach us and strengthen us.
Should those of the remnant indulge in carnal or interpersonal warfare,
or should they devise strategies for spiritual war as agents of HaShem,
pitting their skills against others or against the darkness within
themselves, their garments will be bloodied: not the rags on their
backs, but the souls that clothe their angels.
The remedy does not lie in willful discipline, but in willful surrender;
for the grace of HaShem is sufficient for us all. He declares, “This is
the way you should go. Walk in it!”
“Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” Yes, the tempter knows
when HaShem stands with a Son of Man, and he will flee when challenged;
but this teaching targets the enemy found within.
We resist not by shutting down, but by opening up. For this reason, the
man of the gospels also taught his disciples, “I say to you, do not
resist.” Take up your crosses— the inward interplay between mortality
and immortality— and follow.
Doing so, we leave trappings of the world behind to begin the walk in
faith. We learn from the sacrifice and we will also learn from the
rewards that follow, all of which will be wrapped in spiritual
instruction that fits our needs of the moment as they teach us of father
and son.
We will have studied Y’shua’s oath from many points of view; and because
we determined to follow him to the end, if grace permits, we also know
something of the difficult doubts that will press upon us at every
station of the cross. We are thankful none will be asked to endure more
than he is able to bear.
Had his accusers known, they would not have crucified the Lord of Glory
in the body of Y’shua; nor would they have scorned the remnant walking
in his steps. They wouldn’t have belittled the disfigured or mocked the
drunken, the foolish. Messiah is within all of us, whether recognized or
not.
If we had just stopped to think, we would not have joined in the fun
when the bullies taunted others among us; for our hope of forgiveness
rests in the prayerful spirit those who are abused as they take pity on
the spiritual poverty of their oppressors; for by his stripes, we are
healed.
Saint Stephen, at peace before his killers, reached the stature of Rebbe
Y’shua. His comportment shocked on-looking Shaul; and in answer to
Stephen’s prayers, the separatist became Paul. Taken literally, his
teachings are the reason the way of truth is evil spoken of. Iniquity
was doing its job as he wrote. We need listen for the voice of Y’shua as
we read Paul’s words, even as we must listen for God’s voice in all.
Choosing mercy over sacrifice turns the ten commandments into ten
prophecies. The errant mortal soul doesn't die as punishment for sin,
but to free its angelic worm of its soiled swaddling clothes. Mortal
souls are a cogs in the wheel of life, turning wheels within wheels
until that which is perfect is come.
No soul has power to retain the spirit, which is hidden in HaShem.
Having come from Elohim, it returns to Elohim because it is of Elohim.
It cannot die. Whatever happens to the rest of our organism, that spirit
is our life, and it’s the life of God.
When a man dies, he is gathered to his fathers. His muscles and bones go
back to the earth; his fluids, to the streams; his natural breath, to
the atmosphere; angelic worm of fire, to heaven and judgment; his spirit
to Elohim, who gave it.
Life is in the blood, and that explains the word Adam
mda as the first man’s name. The
living soul is the holy spark of the father a
in the blood md of Adam. Alef
a is the holy seed that begins our
life, and it’s the chariot a that will
return us to the father. It’s a long journey with many way stations. The
staging area is heaven.
Natural death is a time of physical dissolution. The body is left behind
to whither and die, just like the torn cocoon of the caterpillar, which
opens from within, allowing the captive butterfly to escape.
Nowhere to be found, the caterpillar’s pupa surrendered its existence on
behalf of the butterfly. Much like the mortal soul, the pupa’s death
completes the transition from caterpillar to moth, the change freeing
the immortal angel for its life in its celestial garment.
When imperfection persists, the angelic worm may need to return to
heaven’s Lake of Fire for purification and redemption until such time as
it overcomes enough of life’s trials that it will no longer suffer loss
at the second death.
HaShem hwhy gives
y life h
and judges w the life
h he gives. Imperfect immortals will recycle again and again
until perfection comes upon them, at which time a door will open, and
they will be invited into the room of HaMashiyach; for they will no
longer have need to go in and out.
At the last day, all but one will be raised in perfection and counted
worthy of the inheritance, which is the “land” of promise, the celestial
body and its immortal soul. Imperfect physical bodies and their mortal
souls are but harbingers of the perfected celestial bodies and the
spotless immortal souls that will be awarded to all but the son of
perdition, who is metaphorical Esau.
The angels are emanations of qodesh qodeshim, the holy ones of the holy
spirit of YHWH Elohim. They are
spiritual sparks of divinity; they are the words of the logos— of the
word, which is the body of projected thought emanating from HaShem
hwhy.
Angels are not vain expressions. They are measured, thoughtful; and they
will accomplish the intent of their enunciation. They are
owcwhy Yahushua, the shout
owc of w
father Yah hy. They are cloven tongues
of spiritual fire ca, the glory
c of the heavenly father
a. They are One.
When heaven and earth were created, there was no man to till the ground;
so HaShem said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness; and
let them have dominion” over the land transformation
xra (not the ground
hmda); and man
mda was created to accomplish the
vision h; which explains the shout of
joy from the angels.
The angels were joyful because the work of transformation undertaken by
the living souls of earth would finish the spiritual bridge that had
begun in the eternal and would empty into life everlasting through
Y’shua ocwhy, the saved
ocy of w
Yah hy.
The door between heaven and earth was established with Adam’s creation.
The Breath of Life is the silver cord of spirit, and it took root in the
golden bowl of Adam’s heart. He was made a little lower than the angels
because his task would require a physical body that was insulated from
the worm of his angelic fire. Completing his role in the Kingdom of
Names, however, he would be greatly exalted.
When man was created, he was as the angels, which is why it is written,
“male and female created he them.” The doorway of heaven opened, and the
angels of HaShem began to descend and ascend within Adam Kadmon
nwmdq mda, ministering to the living
souls of ancestral man.
Of all before the flood, Enoch hnj did
not taste of death. Others went in and out as wheels turned within
wheels in the wisdom of HaShem; for it is not for man to direct his
steps. Our father did not create the earth in vain. He didn’t create it
as a diversion or a prison. He created it to be inhabited.
Yes, new heavens and new earths are coming, but not until the those
things written of the Kingdom of Names are fulfilled and celebrated; for
at the end of days, all will have been brought together: all but
metaphorical Edom will be reunited as one, sharing congruence with the
measurement of Yahushua HaMashiyach.
It is enough for the servant to be as his Lord. A most striking aspect
of the many things Y’shua taught and the many things he did was his calm
demeanor when he spoke in the room of HaMashiyach.
He spoke with deep conviction and without urgency. He was at peace with
himself and with his la; and we who listened knew he spoke the truth.
Each and every one of us knew by the visceral witness of our hearts that
Y’shua was empty of personal desire, and that he was filled with the
spiritual joy of his calling. That he had conquered zeal proved that his
ministry was valid; for all he taught was delivered with grace; and all
he shared was given in grace. There was no argument in the cadence of
his words, nor was there hesitation in his actions.
Though pointedly direct at times, his ministry was not personal. All he
did was filled with truth born of unbiased concern for the well being of
brothers and sisters.
We believed he knew the father because he gave all that he had within
himself to the father’s work on earth. He knew of the agony of mothers
because what he did not have to give, he groaned in his spirit to
receive, that he might give it also.
The underpinnings of love are mysterious, but they were so apparent in
his message; and we who heard what he had to say recognized the ambiance
of his words, and we understood the depth of his concern for each of us.
He knew us all because he listened to the tales of our lives and had
encouraged us to set our sights beyond our own horizons.
The world places demands upon us, and we will meet them as HaShem
permits. We believe it will be so; for day after day, we experience the
truth of Y’shua’s doctrine.
And underneath it all— at the bedrock floor of our admiration—we shared
the simple desire to honor our parts in the Life that was in him.
We believed in his truth: not because of its profundity, but because of
the humility that wrapped his teachings.
Here are two examples of those teachings as I understand them. One is
taken from the gospel of John—of Yahuchanan; the other, from the gospel
of Marcos.
The account of the encounter with the woman of Samaria at Jacob’s well
teaches of his compassion for those who live ordinary lives and have no
reason to think God would waste a moment of time on such concerns as
they face, from day to day.
The second is of the man rescued from the tombs of Decapolis, the “ten
regions.” Most teach that these were geographical locations, but they
are better understood to represent the ten sephirot of Jacob’s Ladder,
the Tree of Life.
The man was haunted, but nobody could remain a stranger in the eyes of
Y’shua. He saw the humanity in all because all men have been chained to
error; and he moved against that bondage: not as a teacher come to save
by erudition, but as a brother come to share a moment of love. |