Notes From Heaven Back to Angel Stories
Angel Story of the Month for December 2006!
By Robert Frandeen
During a trip to Paris in September, 2005, I took a number of pictures of the Circle of
Twelve Angels by Jean Jacques Pradier in the crypt of Les Invalides in Paris. At the time I
was moved by the force of presence and beauty of the twelve stone angels, but time was
scarce and I quickly moved on to the rest of Paris. I did not give the angels much further
thought.
Some weeks later, at home in Santa Cruz, California, as I was looking at the prints of the
angels, I heard a ringing in my ears and a voice calling my name. She spoke in a
comforting and compelling way. She said she was an Angel of Heaven. I wrote down what
she said to me over a period of several days.
Robert Frandeen
February 28, 2006
SantCruz, California
I
I feel inadequate describing Heaven to you because I have not been here long as
these things are measured, and my understanding is constantly expanding. By
comparison to those around me, I have little knowledge or experience on this side.
However, it is because I am not so far removed from your side that I am better able
to convey to you the sense of what Heaven is like. Those on this side for the most
part no longer know language. Communication is on a different level of perception
that does not translate easily. I will do my best for you. I will try and explain to you
what I do here and, more importantly, what all of Heaven works at, and I do mean
work. It is not eternal bliss. There is a celebration upon arrival by all who know you,
but then it is back to work. We all have our work, though that word or thought is not
used here. It is simply what you do once you are here. I will give you my present
understanding of what I do, though there are many other things to do here that I know
nothing about.
As is often the case, I arrived here in the company of many others. There was a
crowd to greet us. Our entire families were here and many others who had known
us during our lives and were simply happy for our arrival. The number of people who
follow your every thought and move on the Earth is awesome and, of course, when
you first come over and see for yourself, it is quite a grand surprise which can seem
to go on forever, but at the end there is work to do. People who love you and greet
you go off to do what they do here, and you are left with your first instructions for what
you will do here. Everyone eventually receives their first instructions in Heaven, and
you wear them openly on a long translucent sash of intricate colors. It is your first
real sign of being here, a true citizen of Heaven.
Your first instructions are not forced upon you, and sometimes there is much you
need to do for yourself before you receive your first instructions, so they are left for
you to seek them when you are ready. When I did finally go for my instructions, it
was to a small building in the center of a large city that housed a library of events
that had happened in time, a place where I had spent much of my “time” since my
arrival. I met with the librarian there, a very wise and wonderful woman, and she told
me to go to a place near the Light of Creation. Somehow, I knew where that was.
The Light of Creation is blinding to see at first, even from a distance. I first saw it as
a distant line of brightness on the far horizon of Heaven. The librarian told me to go
in that direction and that I would meet the one who would instruct me. She placed in
my hand what looked like a red jewel, and as I thought about going in that direction, I
literally began to fly there. It was a very far journey even as these things are
measured in Heaven. Flying itself is so wonderful and the sights so glorious, it was
easy to forget where I was going and just succumb to the joy of soaring. Whatever
you think occurs as you fly across Heaven: up, down, over, faster, slower, stop,
swoop. You are like the finest most sensitive flying machine, only it is your own body
over which you have absolute confidence and control, a body of comfort, no sense of
wind, heat, cold, only the sheer joy of soaring over all of Heaven. Even now, I still do
it. I love to fly just for the wonder and joy of it and the never ending heavenly sights.
After what seemed forever, I was still far from what was now an enormous wall of
light against the horizon, light so bright I dared not look. The blinding wall of light
was still infinitely far away even though I had crossed all of Heaven, and I was
wondering if my journey would be an eternal one when I saw where I was going.
Sitting at the base of a hill crowned with golden flowers was a house of white stone
next to a pool of clear water. There were several people standing by the pool talking
to a woman with long, silver hair and eyes that sparkled with the same light as the
wall of light in the far distance. She turned and smiled at me and opened her arms
to me, and I wept and fell down and had to be helped up. She embraced me in her
loving arms and spoke to me in a voice I had always known but never heard. She
instructed me there at that white stone house next to that pool of clear water, myself
and many others who came and went, some to be instructed, some seeking
wisdom, some to just be with her. She is there still, still instructing and sharing her
wisdom with all who need it and come to her. She spoke her name to me, but I
cannot repeat it here, not because it is forbidden, but because there is simply no
sound or word that can express it. It seemed a lifetime later, she took both my
hands in hers and she took me to the wall of light that is the Light of Creation, and
she instructed me in what I must do there.
II
The Light of Creation can best be expressed as a wall of light when you see it from
afar, but up close you can see that coming out of the brightness that seems to
stretch in every direction forever, is a full image record in vivid colors of all that has
ever taken place in the heart of creation. Every word uttered and every moment
breathed in every life lived is recorded in a perfect and exact brilliant color record
that flows eternally out of the Light of Creation. In Heaven, this perfect record of
interwoven lives is called the Tapestry of Life. Every human life is recorded in the
Tapestry of Life as a single thread of many colors, and all the threads are interwoven
into unimaginably beautiful and intricate patterns of life, each more awe inspiring
than the next.
The great beauty of the Tapestry of Life from a distance is something all in Heaven
come often to see. It is one of the greater attractions in Heaven. Each soul can
point to a part they played in the Fabric of Life, a life line of beautiful colors with a
myriad of connections to other lives and lines of complementing colors. Every life
counts equally in the fabrication of the Tapestry of Life, for the Tapestry of Life is a
whole cloth beyond perfection where there are no missing stitches, no incomplete
patterns. Some threads are more delicate than others, and some shine and are
infinitely beautiful with purples and golds and colors never seen before. Some life
threads are solid and bold and strong and hold whole sections together. All of the
life threads are part of one connecting pattern or another. No life thread is left alone
and isolated, unconnected to the surrounding pattern. The Sacred Books of Heaven
say that at the End of Time all of Heaven will gather and witness God to appear
before us wrapped in the Fabric of Life as a heavenly garment. We will not see
God, but we will see the beauty and shape of God, as God honors all of Creation by
donning before us with great pride the garment that was made with our very lives.
The other side of the Light of Creation is seldom seen by those in Heaven. My
Instructor has brought us there many times, and she has pointed out important
events certain to come in Creation, but we do not go there regularly. Only the
Council of the Wise in Heaven travel there regularly to examine the other side of the
Light of Creation for trends and possibilities in Creation in order to give wisdom
about present problems. Their findings and motives are not regularly revealed to us
in Heaven, and though my Instructor goes often to the Council of the Wise in Heaven
to receive her instructions, she does not discuss with us what takes place. I have
never been to the Council of the Wise in Heaven, and in telling you these things,
there is much I do not know or understand. The other side of the Light of Creation is
one, but I will do my best to say what I know.
Projecting out in front of the opposite side of the wall of light that is the Light of
Creation is a shifting glow of things to come as far as the eye can see. Some clear
outlines in solid colors can be seen, but with shifting borders and patterns inside
those outlines, and still more vague shapes as you try to look closer at groups and
individual lives inside those patterns. The moment you look away and then look
back, those patterns and colors have changed and they continue to change until the
final moment when they are sealed for all eternity into the final Fabric of Life that
flows eternally out the other side.
Lines and colors constantly shift on the future side of the Light of Creation, and it can
be difficult to understand any of what you are seeing, and few from Heaven ever
venture there. Such is the future of Creation – shifting uncertainty. There is no more
certainty in Heaven about the final outcome of Creation than there is on Earth, but
there is a much higher knowledge and faith in God’s ultimate purpose in Creation.
Nothing but the highest beauty has ever flowed out of the Light of Creation, no
matter what the future possibilities, and it is this purpose of keeping the flow of
beauty that we do our work. Only a select few can enter into the center of the Light
of Creation, and only those with our purpose. All of Heaven watches the outcome,
but few know the intimate present. My Instructor is a master of the present in the
very center of the Light of Creation and this is where I work, seeking to accomplish
as she instructs me. I am a small part of an enormous work that is on-going in every
decision of every moment of every life in Creation. It is a work concerned with
achieving the highest level of beauty from every individual effort in every moment of
Creation and recording that moment for all eternity.
III
During instructions our Instructor speaks to us in long sessions in her white stone
house of seemingly infinite rooms and colors. Outside, her house looks modest, but
inside there are great halls and winding stair cases. We often sit at long
comfortable tables in enormous rooms with live music and open ceilings to ever
changing skies. She will talk to us at length about our work in the Light of Creation.
We walk with her in her lush gardens behind the house, and we visit her stables and
many horses as she instructs us. We often gather around her in the quiet of the
evening by the pool of clear water. Her eyes will glow bright as she raises her
beautiful hands in a graceful movement and the pool of clear water will light with
golden colors.
As our Instructor slowly moves her hands, scenes appear in the pool of golden light,
and she will explain to us the meaning of the scenes, and then she will tell us what is
needed and possible in order for the best to come of the situation. She moves her
hands high over her head, and the pool will glow into a fainter silvery light with many
shadows, and then she will show us all the possible futures to come for that
situation, and she will discuss with us with great love and affection what we must
seek to accomplish by influencing a certain present moment. Once we all
understand all that she has said, we join hands with our Instructor and appear in the
present moment in which all decisions are locked into place forever.
The individuals we come to visit in the present moment cannot see us, but our visits
are carefully chosen to be with those individuals in those times and places where
those we visit are in the most probable condition to hear and feel what we are
saying and to act on it. Relatively few individuals at any one time on the Earth are
ever in a condition to hear us and fewer still will act, but there are always more than
enough to keep us all eternally busy. Our job is simple, yet so important. We hold
the thoughts we wish the individual to hear, and these thoughts are only and always
of one nature - they are always of God’s nature. The thoughts we hold are always the
invisible attributes of God’s nature. God is mercy by definition, and this is most
often the thought we hold in our minds as we stand in the moment, only this invisible
but powerful thought of mercy until that thought is felt and acted upon, and the
change we came to achieve has begun.
There are many other thoughts and combination of thoughts that we invade a
present moment with, but they are always the attributes of God: Love, Mercy,
Wisdom, Beauty, these are the most common thoughts we hold in the moment.
Once acted upon, we can see the colors of a situation begin to change before our
eyes, and our job will be done. Few on Earth ever see the change. The action
taken can seem quite miniscule. Never are we involved with major decisions. The
big decisions in life for the most part are already made. It is only the small acts of
forgiveness and kindness that we come to insert in the present moment, and we can
only do so because a certain individual at a certain moment in time is willing to open
up to us. These small acts of kindness and mercy are like small seeds. They grow
and prosper many times over many generations. Even though this might not be
visible at the time, the beauty in the end will be quite clear. After each event, we
gather again at the white house of our Instructor and she leads us in a prayer of
thanksgiving. We then view the results in the pool of bright water and there is great
celebration and joy; and then she shows us in her pool of bright water what next must
be done.
Our Instructor is one of many, and she receives her instructions in ways that I am not
certain. There are many pools of clear water such as ours with similar missions to
our own. Our Instructor often goes to meet with other Instructors, and sometimes she
goes to the Council of the Wise in Heaven. I do not know how the moments she is
given are selected, but I know that the moments are selected and coordinated all
across the same moment of time in the very center of the Light of Creation by the
Council of the Wise in Heaven. The Council of the Wise in Heaven consults on the
far side of the Light of Creation, and they then look into the very heart of each
moment in time to see best what can be done in order to seal into place the most
perfect moment. Then the Instructors are called and sent on their missions.
I cannot see the wide picture stretched over all of time in my limited vision. I can
barely see events as our Instructor explains them to me in her pool of bright water,
and I can focus only on my limited tasks at hand. But I know that at the same
moment I am doing my task, thousands of others like me are doing the same thing.
We are infusing that particular moment in time with God’s attributes, and significant
choices are made in that moment and reverberate down through all of time. You
were present at one of our moments in time. The individual we were seeking to
influence sat a table away from you. We noticed that you stopped reading the book
you were reading and began to write down our thoughts. I had heard of this
happening before, but I had never seen it happen. Later when we reviewed what
had happened at the pool of bright water, it was decided that we would see what
else you could write. I was chosen for this for the reasons I have explained. I am
standing here now as you write these words.
IV
A large part of our instruction is about color. Everything has color, infinite color,
shades and variations, and infinite possibilities of matching colors. When I see you
on the Earth in this moment we are now sitting in, the colors I see are not what you
see. I see the emotions and thought patterns of you and those around you, not as
words and ideas, but as colors and patterns, and it is the colors I place most
meaning on. The words I am choosing for you are difficult in that I am seeking the
correct colors in the words I choose. This is why it is difficult to translate. Colors tell
at a glance what is going on in any given situation on Earth or in Heaven. There is
no need to ask for thoughts and opinions. The colors tell. I do not know what you
are thinking because I can read the words of your mind. I know what you are
thinking because I can read the colors that are emanating from you, so can anyone
else. There are no secrets in Heaven or on Earth.
We study in our instruction the combinations and subtleties of colors and patterns
throughout the entirety of the Light of Creation, which as far as anyone can tell, has
no end. The final outcome of everything in Creation is always color, color so brilliant
and astonishing, that all of Heaven comes regularly to marvel at the on going
Tapestry of Life. Once is not enough, especially when everyone realizes what an
important and truly colorful life they lived and contributed. When you come to
Heaven, you, too, will come to marvel more than once. No life is without
astonishingly brilliant color. It is why the Light of Creation shines so brightly in
Heaven. All the individual lives on Earth together give off a light so bright it cannot
be looked at from Heaven. No one life is any less brilliant than the next no matter
what the color. It is the individual soul that supplies the individual lights that together
form one magnificently brilliant heavenly light. It is each uniquely colorful individual
life that gives the astonishing variety of colors in overall patterns. All souls shine
equal, and each life has unique color.
It is color we come to influence on Earth. We do this with the unique color of God’s
attributes that we emanate. When we think of God’s attributes, a certain color
permeates the psychic atmosphere. We are seeking to literally swamp the brain
waves of the persons we are seeking to influence. There is still choice. We still can
only create atmosphere. But God’s attributes are powerful, and we seldom fail, and
even then, there is some benefit. We can see colors change before our eyes, long
before the individual is aware of a new thought pattern. As thought inside the
individual begins to take hold, new colors begin to emanate, colors never seen
before. If you were able to ask the individual if anything had taken place, they would
probably say no. Certainly, to anyone around, nothing happened. But the color
tells. And we can follow the color down through time. The color always tells the
story, and the story is about Beauty, not ordinary beauty, but God’s Beauty. Beauty
is an attribute of God. God is Beauty – and all of Creation is measured by that
standard of beauty. The goal of our work on the Tapestry of Life is make it the most
beautiful it can be as measured against God’s Beauty. The way this is done is by
infusing the Tapestry of Life with the most reflections of God’s attributes as is
Heavenly possible. The only way this can happen is by having the most individual
soul lights as is Heavenly possible give off the unique colors of God’s attributes all
down through the march of time. It is these individual and uniquely astounding colors
of brilliance that all of Heaven comes so often to see in the Tapestry of Life. Every
time one of God’s attributes is embraced in a life an unbelievable color of light
happens and this light is embedded forever in the Tapestry of Life. When we get to
see this happen before our eyes when we gather with our Instructor in the cool of the
evening and look into her pool of bright water, there is exhilaration I cannot convey.
It is why we do what we do.
V
Wisdom is golden, and it is the most prominent color our Instructor emanates.
When someone speaks in Heaven, their personal colors beam out in an array of
colors behind them that tells the emotions and motives of what is meant before
anything has been spoken. There is speaking in Heaven. Words are precious and
chosen with care, and their spoken sounds come in the form of music. The sound of
our Instructor’s voice, together with the colors she emanates is transfixing. The
room swells with color and sound. Often, she has accompaniment when she
instructs. Great musicians from all over Heaven come to hear her voice and play
beside her. As she speaks, they close their eyes and play. The golden glow of her
spoken wisdom and the sound her voice makes together with the musicians around
her is something only Heaven can know, and it is what makes our ability to do this
great work with her one of Heaven’s highest blessings. Wisdom is most prized in
Heaven, much the way gold is on Earth, and people come from all over Heaven to
see her golden aura and hear her song of wisdom. Being able to sit at the same
table as our Instructor while these things are taking place is an honor I can never
express in words. Our instruction with her is seldom in closed sessions. Many in
Heaven stop what they are doing to come and hear her words. It is most difficult to
sit with her and not swell with pride that we can be there sitting at her table. Of
course, she can see this. There is great merriment at these sessions. Love and
affection, too, are most prominent with her.
The color of wisdom is the most difficult of all the colors in Heaven to wear, and it is
the most precious. I have never been on a trip into the Light of Creation to hold and
carry the color of wisdom. Others much more accomplished than I go with our
Instructor. Missions of wisdom are important, but seldom. Few on Earth can hear
true wisdom. I have sometimes been able to show sparks of wisdom during my
instruction, but not consistently, not to hold in place as we travel from Heaven to
Earth. I pursue my individual studies when these trips are done.
Personal wisdom is a large part of my instruction and much of this instruction occurs
in the library of my Instructor’s white stone house. On close inspection, the white
stones are a crush of translucent gem like material that can change shape at any
time and glow with all the colors of Heaven. The library is larger than the largest
library on Earth. There is even a private librarian and assistants too numerous to
count. A woman of astonishing beauty sits at a wide marble table in the very front of
the library and greets everyone who enters and sees that their requests are met. I
have never been able to look at her beauty without blushing red lights of
embarrassment. She will laugh at me and look even more beautiful. She loads me
with books for my requests and I go to sit in a room with a sparkling brook that flows
by numerous comfortable chairs with soft lights for reading. Music plays everywhere.
The books in the library open in scenes designed to exemplify what you are
studying. The wisdom books are my favorites. The participants act and speak, and
events unfold in front of your eyes through entire centuries on Earth in order to
demonstrate the effects of small acts of wisdom at critical moments in time. Long
sessions can be spent in the library immersed in these inquiries. The books are
sensitive to your every thought and idea, and the pages open and move through
events accordingly. There are many books by our Instructor there and they are true
treasures of insight. When opened they fill the entire room with sound and light that
alone is awesome. The wisdom she discerns is beyond comprehension, and yet it
is always so simple and loving and true.
VI
The color of mercy is the white of forgiveness. Colors in Heaven are only acquired
by acquiring God’s attributes. Each of God’s attributes carries a particular color,
and each shade and variation of that attribute carries a corresponding shade and
variation of the primary color. Our Instructor can hold a power of blinding white
mercy that makes all else look gray. These are some of my favorite sessions. We
work at mercy by seeking to meld with her color. We flex our white colors the way a
body builder would work a muscle, and afterwards we thrill to see that our whiteness
has increased. The way we flex our white color is by accepting God’s mercy into our
souls. God’s mercy is limitless, and ultimately, you can only accept so much at a
time. You have to stop and grow. Like all of God’s attributes, mercy has to be
asked for and accepted before it can be given. When our Instructor feels that we
are ready, we begin to study our particular mission to Earth. We have closed
sessions with our Instructor and when we understand all that we have seen, and we
are keenly tuned to the colors we are seeking to influence on Earth, we join hands
and descend with our Instructor into the Light of Creation.
Mercy missions are my highest thrill in coming to Earth. No matter how dark the
situation we arrive at, the pure white of our Instructor’s light removes any doubts of
failure. Our Instructor gives off God’s mercy in light so pure, so white and so bright it
removes all the dark ravages of diseased thoughts and feelings of failure that we
find before us, all the wind blown clutter of disaster melts away under that redeeming
light. It is all I can do to hold my own light steady. I tend to weep. When we arrive
back in Heaven we all weep, and smile, because we know we have succeeded.
The sense of weeping and exhilaration is difficult to convey. After these missions
we all need rest, even our Instructor. Our colors are drained. God’s mercy is
unlimited, ours is not. Shedding pure white light in such intensity is an eventual
strain. Our Instructor will disappear into her white stone house and we will not see
her for long periods. Most of us go to her stables. Resting in Heaven may sound
redundant, but everyone’s work eventually needs respite, and like everything else
here, rest is special.
Our Instructor is a master of horses and she keeps next to her house enormous
stables with some of the finest horses in Heaven. One of the highest thrills in
Heaven for me, and for most of those I work with, is to ride those horses. We go to
her stables like children laughing and giggling and running off to play. The horses
are muscled, sleek, intelligent, and as eager as we are to ride off as has never been
imagined on Earth. There are hills and rolling country and crystal lakes to swim
nearby, to travel through for periods of time which have no measure. We do not
think of Earth at these times. We do not think of anything. We refresh.
VII
The color of love permeates all that is. There are some who say that love is not an
attribute of God at all, but that God is love. These are things discussed in the
Council of the Wise in Heaven. I do not know the answer, or if there is an answer to
know. Love is red, I do know, bright red. But love, unlike mercy is measured by
degrees of intense heat. It does not matter how much mercy is poured out in a given
situation, no one can be adversely affected by too much mercy. Love, however, can
be lethal, and love must always on Earth be tempered with mercy and wisdom.
There is no such thing as showing up on Earth with God’s pure love in mind. It would
burn up the situation we have come to heal.
Love alone is hot, too hot, and this is why, so it is said in higher places, we can
never finally approach God’s presence. God’s love is ever too hot, and though we
can come close, we can never come into the actual presence of God, or we will burn
up, literally. I do not know. I have never tried to approach God in such a fashion. I
would not dare. Pure love, I do know, is difficult to hold and study. It does get hot.
Our Instructor’s love can blaze so hot, many of us will collapse in the room during
sessions. Her love is not to be confused with mercy. In pure form, love is ferocious
and never afraid, and our Instructor is fearless. Her love rises like a giant red rage
and she will charge alone if need be into any adversity. Her love knows no
obstacles. It can be truly frightening to behold at first, and it can take some getting
used to. Our sessions of love are always tempered with wisdom, mercy and shades
and variations of love. Kindness is a shade of love with a cooler temperature, and
kindness itself has many shades and degrees. Our Instructor knows how lethal love
can be, and her tender kindness is like a soothing balm. Loving too much is a
common ailment in Heaven, and care is taken to always use love wisely. Love
wants immediately to be shared, and often it cannot be shared. Sharing intense
degrees of love unwisely can be harmful.
Our missions of love always entail great patience. We must hold a delicate balance
of wisdom, mercy and love for long periods. The goal is to maintain the same color
throughout. This involves all of us knowing one another well, and matching and
compensating for each others pulsating colors. Our colors, if you were to see them
in slow motion, always pulse, as does all of life. All of life has a pulse and rhythm,
nothing is static and constant. We must stay tuned to one another. There are
always twelve of us on every mission, including our Instructor. It is an important
number, though there is much I do not know about the number, our number makes a
unison. If there are less than twelve, the mission will fail. Why, I do not know, but if
there are only eleven available, we can not descend into the Light of Creation. We
are all twelve here now and our colors are consistent.
VIII
Love is the power and heat of all Creation. The power generated from this heat is
what drives all of Creation. Nothing moves in Creation except by the heat and
power of God’s love, and everything moves. Nothing is without movement in all of
Creation. Love pervades every movement, every breath that is taken in every
molecule and aspect of Creation. The heat of all Creation cannot be measured, and
that immeasurable heat of all Creation is contained in every single part of Creation
no matter how small.
The heat of love that moves all of Creation, also binds all of Creation. Love is the
great connector and binding substance in every corner of Creation. It connects us
all, on Heaven and on Earth. We are bound to our Instructor by her great love. It is a
bond that will never release us. Our Instructor is bound by God’s love and that love
is eternal. She is able to travel the closest to God, and absorb love of a measure
and degree that would disintegrate all of us. She shares that love with us, and with
all the Earth. Our Instructor’s mission and passionate care is the Earth. She was
present when the Earth was conceived. Many were placed in charge of the Earth,
and she was one of them. She will remain forever.
Our missions into the Light of Creation, our souls ablaze in God’s love, are to heal
shattered hearts, and they are also missions of connection. We come to Earth to
heal love’s wounds and to reconnect feelings of loss and loneliness. No one is
alone in all of Creation. All are loved equally. The very fact that you breathe proves
it. No breath is drawn but for the power of love. We are all here with you and loving
you now.
IX
Love binds all of Creation. There is a complete oneness in love that is ever
inclusive. Love emanates from only one source and flows in only one direction. But
love can get blocked and shunted off in circular directions and many colors can be
adversely affected. This can be easily seen in the colors because colors never stay
still, they flow. A blocked color is obvious immediately, especially bright red.
Unfortunately, things are seldom done immediately. Colors get distorted and no
longer pure. The beauty of red can become quickly distorted and cold and totally
unrecognizable. These are the kinds of problems our Instructor and others like her
study as they examine the Earth. When a decision of action is reached, our
Instructor calls us together for a silent prayer for love in our hearts and wisdom in our
minds. We usually begin by studying the scenes she displays for us in her pool of
bright water.
When we arrive on Earth on a mission of love, the practical aspect of what we are
doing is seeking to open lines of connection among twelve individuals all at the
same moment on the Earth. Our purpose is to allow the color of love to flow more
freely in all the multiples of colors that emanate from twelve individuals on the Earth.
We do not send out the pure raging love of God, though in our sessions with our
Instructor this is in fact what we do. My particular mission on Earth can be as simple
as seeking to influence someone to make a call to another person. I might do this
by gently sending out thoughts of good memories of a particular person or event.
We take up twelve such places on Earth which can be close by, or long distances
apart on the planet, and we all act at precisely the same moment in time. All of our
tasks can be equally small, but all of them are equally critical. These missions take
the most planning in closed sessions with our Instructor. There are many set scenes
which must be carefully reviewed with her, and more possibilities of future outcome
than I can ever remember. We must know a great deal about the individual we are
seeking to influence and we study their colors carefully. There are so many different
and subtle colors we must influence by delicately and patiently emitting a particular
shade of love under the right amount of wisdom to a particular individual. No matter
how far apart we are on the Earth, we can all see one another well, and we are never
out of our Instructor’s vision.
In the study sessions on love with our Instructor before a mission of love, we see how
connected every individual is to every other individual on Earth, and how every
affliction in love can be equally connected to every individual on Earth. The
mathematical possibilities of twelve amongst the billions on Earth in terms of the
many variations in colors, is awesome in itself. This is the kind of knowledge our
Instructor carries with her. She knows the exact color result we are seeking. When
she sees that result achieved, our mission is over and we return home to Heaven.
The results seen in the pool of bright water can be awesome in their beauty of
flowing colors. When love is released, the torrent of love’s flow over the Earth is
beauty itself. I love to watch the flow of love. The colors it incites everywhere it flows
are mesmerizing, and after a mission of love we always stand awestruck the longest
in the cool of the evenings at our Instructor’s pool of bright water.
X
Love is Power in Heaven, and our Instructor holds Power in Heaven because she
holds more of God’s love inside of her than can be even imagined. Our Instructor is
the ultimate power and authority for this entire section of Heaven. She rules here
because her great love binds all who dwell here. I have not traveled over much of
this section of Heaven, and I have not been to other parts of Heaven, but I know that
this small section of Heaven holds more cities of immense numbers of souls than I
can count. All who dwell here, love our Instructor with a devoted loyalty and
steadfastness that cannot be known on Earth, yet, relatively few in Heaven have ever
seen her. It is an immense honor that I am here at the center of her work and
actually living in her household. Heaven for the most part rules itself. Earth is our
Instructor’s primary concern and she seldom visits in Heaven. Only in a very rare
instance does our Instructor intercede in our section of Heaven. There are often
visits to our Instructor for consultation and wisdom from all over Heaven, not only
from our section. She has many concerns in Heaven, but Earth is her primary
concern.
Our Instructor’s love of the Earth is of fierceness as to make rocks melt and
evaporate. She takes our work very seriously. Our trips to the Earth are chosen
with such care and great prayer as only she can incite. We are totally dedicated to
her every command and focused at all times on the tasks she has given us. We
have our failures. Our Instructor takes them very hard. Her weeping in great sorrow
is difficult to witness. All Heaven can hear it, and all stand still, heads bowed, no one
can move, it is difficult to breathe.
XI
Our Instructor is a Keeper of the Light of Creation. She is one of its many
Guardians. When I say that we go from Heaven to the Earth by holding the hands of
our Instructor, we do not go to the Earth as you might imagine it. We descend with
her into God’s mysterious Light of Creation, and this may become difficult for you to
imagine. There is an actual place inside that great Light of Creation where you are
now residing which you call Earth. You may imagine that you are now sitting at a
table on solid ground. However, you are in fact sitting in the middle of a mysterious
blazing light, caused in no small part by the bright light of your own bright soul. All of
Creation is being forged into existence before your very eyes, could you only see it.
The concept you carry of the on going moment by moment sequence of events of life
on Earth is a necessary illusion for your development. Each moment of time on
Earth, however, is not a continuation of the last moment of time on Earth, but a
completely new recreation of every thing that is in every moment of time on Earth.
Every moment is a completely new moment in the ultimate sense. There was never
one singular moment in time where everything was brought into creation and life
began to move forward. The Light of Creation was not created in time, and it is not
moving forward, it is pulsing in place. It has no time. It is God’s light, and it is
eternal. Every moment of time is a new singular moment, a complete recreation of
the Universe. The Light given off by this divine process is the Light of Creation. It is
because of this fact that we have the unique opportunity, in each new pulsating
moment that occurs in the Light of Creation, to infuse that moment with new meaning
and color. When we infuse the moment with Heavenly colors, we pulse to the rhythm
of the Light of Creation, the mysterious rhythm of God. Our Instructor is our ultimate
leader in this regard, for she is the conductor, she knows the rhythm and the beat of
God’s Creation, and she teaches it to us.
I have not given you all the Heavenly titles of our Instructor at her behest. She has
not wanted to distract you before she has instructed you. On Earth, many have
called these beings Archangels. She is that, and much more in Heaven. They were
God’s first, even before Heaven. They were placed there for us, to see to the
forging of our souls in the great fire of God’s love, the love that fires the Light of
Creation. These great beings were there to witness the firing light of the Light of
Creation from out of the depths of God’s great Soul, they were charged with its
eternal care, they will never leave their posts, and their vigilance is eternal.
XII
The small message from our Instructor is that Heaven is real, more real than Earth.
She has asked me to leave you with some of my impressions of Heaven, and I have
done my best. Her other short message is that God cares about the Earth. The
chosen firsts in Heaven have been left eternally in charge of the Earth with
instructions to never leave. Their care of the Earth is measured by the great power
of love they possess, for they, too, have free will. They spend all of their enormous
power and unimaginable efforts on the Earth. We are their constant concern, Earth
is never alone. Heaven would be abandoned before Earth would be left. The Earth
is loved with a divine and eternal focus of tender loving concern, and all on Earth
who have ever imagined themselves lost, have never been so and never will be, no
one is ever left, the care is eternal. Our Instructor is not a Messenger to the Earth in
her work. God has gone to great lengths to place Messengers on the Earth, and
these notes are meant only as encouragement. May you be always loving, merciful
and wise; may you never feel alone and uncared for; may we meet in Heaven.
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By Robert Frandeen
During a trip to Paris in September, 2005, I took a number of pictures of the Circle of
Twelve Angels by Jean Jacques Pradier in the crypt of Les Invalides in Paris. At the time I
was moved by the force of presence and beauty of the twelve stone angels, but time was
scarce and I quickly moved on to the rest of Paris. I did not give the angels much further
thought.
Some weeks later, at home in Santa Cruz, California, as I was looking at the prints of the
angels, I heard a ringing in my ears and a voice calling my name. She spoke in a
comforting and compelling way. She said she was an Angel of Heaven. I wrote down what
she said to me over a period of several days.
Robert Frandeen
February 28, 2006
SantCruz, California
I
I feel inadequate describing Heaven to you because I have not been here long as
these things are measured, and my understanding is constantly expanding. By
comparison to those around me, I have little knowledge or experience on this side.
However, it is because I am not so far removed from your side that I am better able
to convey to you the sense of what Heaven is like. Those on this side for the most
part no longer know language. Communication is on a different level of perception
that does not translate easily. I will do my best for you. I will try and explain to you
what I do here and, more importantly, what all of Heaven works at, and I do mean
work. It is not eternal bliss. There is a celebration upon arrival by all who know you,
but then it is back to work. We all have our work, though that word or thought is not
used here. It is simply what you do once you are here. I will give you my present
understanding of what I do, though there are many other things to do here that I know
nothing about.
As is often the case, I arrived here in the company of many others. There was a
crowd to greet us. Our entire families were here and many others who had known
us during our lives and were simply happy for our arrival. The number of people who
follow your every thought and move on the Earth is awesome and, of course, when
you first come over and see for yourself, it is quite a grand surprise which can seem
to go on forever, but at the end there is work to do. People who love you and greet
you go off to do what they do here, and you are left with your first instructions for what
you will do here. Everyone eventually receives their first instructions in Heaven, and
you wear them openly on a long translucent sash of intricate colors. It is your first
real sign of being here, a true citizen of Heaven.
Your first instructions are not forced upon you, and sometimes there is much you
need to do for yourself before you receive your first instructions, so they are left for
you to seek them when you are ready. When I did finally go for my instructions, it
was to a small building in the center of a large city that housed a library of events
that had happened in time, a place where I had spent much of my “time” since my
arrival. I met with the librarian there, a very wise and wonderful woman, and she told
me to go to a place near the Light of Creation. Somehow, I knew where that was.
The Light of Creation is blinding to see at first, even from a distance. I first saw it as
a distant line of brightness on the far horizon of Heaven. The librarian told me to go
in that direction and that I would meet the one who would instruct me. She placed in
my hand what looked like a red jewel, and as I thought about going in that direction, I
literally began to fly there. It was a very far journey even as these things are
measured in Heaven. Flying itself is so wonderful and the sights so glorious, it was
easy to forget where I was going and just succumb to the joy of soaring. Whatever
you think occurs as you fly across Heaven: up, down, over, faster, slower, stop,
swoop. You are like the finest most sensitive flying machine, only it is your own body
over which you have absolute confidence and control, a body of comfort, no sense of
wind, heat, cold, only the sheer joy of soaring over all of Heaven. Even now, I still do
it. I love to fly just for the wonder and joy of it and the never ending heavenly sights.
After what seemed forever, I was still far from what was now an enormous wall of
light against the horizon, light so bright I dared not look. The blinding wall of light
was still infinitely far away even though I had crossed all of Heaven, and I was
wondering if my journey would be an eternal one when I saw where I was going.
Sitting at the base of a hill crowned with golden flowers was a house of white stone
next to a pool of clear water. There were several people standing by the pool talking
to a woman with long, silver hair and eyes that sparkled with the same light as the
wall of light in the far distance. She turned and smiled at me and opened her arms
to me, and I wept and fell down and had to be helped up. She embraced me in her
loving arms and spoke to me in a voice I had always known but never heard. She
instructed me there at that white stone house next to that pool of clear water, myself
and many others who came and went, some to be instructed, some seeking
wisdom, some to just be with her. She is there still, still instructing and sharing her
wisdom with all who need it and come to her. She spoke her name to me, but I
cannot repeat it here, not because it is forbidden, but because there is simply no
sound or word that can express it. It seemed a lifetime later, she took both my
hands in hers and she took me to the wall of light that is the Light of Creation, and
she instructed me in what I must do there.
II
The Light of Creation can best be expressed as a wall of light when you see it from
afar, but up close you can see that coming out of the brightness that seems to
stretch in every direction forever, is a full image record in vivid colors of all that has
ever taken place in the heart of creation. Every word uttered and every moment
breathed in every life lived is recorded in a perfect and exact brilliant color record
that flows eternally out of the Light of Creation. In Heaven, this perfect record of
interwoven lives is called the Tapestry of Life. Every human life is recorded in the
Tapestry of Life as a single thread of many colors, and all the threads are interwoven
into unimaginably beautiful and intricate patterns of life, each more awe inspiring
than the next.
The great beauty of the Tapestry of Life from a distance is something all in Heaven
come often to see. It is one of the greater attractions in Heaven. Each soul can
point to a part they played in the Fabric of Life, a life line of beautiful colors with a
myriad of connections to other lives and lines of complementing colors. Every life
counts equally in the fabrication of the Tapestry of Life, for the Tapestry of Life is a
whole cloth beyond perfection where there are no missing stitches, no incomplete
patterns. Some threads are more delicate than others, and some shine and are
infinitely beautiful with purples and golds and colors never seen before. Some life
threads are solid and bold and strong and hold whole sections together. All of the
life threads are part of one connecting pattern or another. No life thread is left alone
and isolated, unconnected to the surrounding pattern. The Sacred Books of Heaven
say that at the End of Time all of Heaven will gather and witness God to appear
before us wrapped in the Fabric of Life as a heavenly garment. We will not see
God, but we will see the beauty and shape of God, as God honors all of Creation by
donning before us with great pride the garment that was made with our very lives.
The other side of the Light of Creation is seldom seen by those in Heaven. My
Instructor has brought us there many times, and she has pointed out important
events certain to come in Creation, but we do not go there regularly. Only the
Council of the Wise in Heaven travel there regularly to examine the other side of the
Light of Creation for trends and possibilities in Creation in order to give wisdom
about present problems. Their findings and motives are not regularly revealed to us
in Heaven, and though my Instructor goes often to the Council of the Wise in Heaven
to receive her instructions, she does not discuss with us what takes place. I have
never been to the Council of the Wise in Heaven, and in telling you these things,
there is much I do not know or understand. The other side of the Light of Creation is
one, but I will do my best to say what I know.
Projecting out in front of the opposite side of the wall of light that is the Light of
Creation is a shifting glow of things to come as far as the eye can see. Some clear
outlines in solid colors can be seen, but with shifting borders and patterns inside
those outlines, and still more vague shapes as you try to look closer at groups and
individual lives inside those patterns. The moment you look away and then look
back, those patterns and colors have changed and they continue to change until the
final moment when they are sealed for all eternity into the final Fabric of Life that
flows eternally out the other side.
Lines and colors constantly shift on the future side of the Light of Creation, and it can
be difficult to understand any of what you are seeing, and few from Heaven ever
venture there. Such is the future of Creation – shifting uncertainty. There is no more
certainty in Heaven about the final outcome of Creation than there is on Earth, but
there is a much higher knowledge and faith in God’s ultimate purpose in Creation.
Nothing but the highest beauty has ever flowed out of the Light of Creation, no
matter what the future possibilities, and it is this purpose of keeping the flow of
beauty that we do our work. Only a select few can enter into the center of the Light
of Creation, and only those with our purpose. All of Heaven watches the outcome,
but few know the intimate present. My Instructor is a master of the present in the
very center of the Light of Creation and this is where I work, seeking to accomplish
as she instructs me. I am a small part of an enormous work that is on-going in every
decision of every moment of every life in Creation. It is a work concerned with
achieving the highest level of beauty from every individual effort in every moment of
Creation and recording that moment for all eternity.
III
During instructions our Instructor speaks to us in long sessions in her white stone
house of seemingly infinite rooms and colors. Outside, her house looks modest, but
inside there are great halls and winding stair cases. We often sit at long
comfortable tables in enormous rooms with live music and open ceilings to ever
changing skies. She will talk to us at length about our work in the Light of Creation.
We walk with her in her lush gardens behind the house, and we visit her stables and
many horses as she instructs us. We often gather around her in the quiet of the
evening by the pool of clear water. Her eyes will glow bright as she raises her
beautiful hands in a graceful movement and the pool of clear water will light with
golden colors.
As our Instructor slowly moves her hands, scenes appear in the pool of golden light,
and she will explain to us the meaning of the scenes, and then she will tell us what is
needed and possible in order for the best to come of the situation. She moves her
hands high over her head, and the pool will glow into a fainter silvery light with many
shadows, and then she will show us all the possible futures to come for that
situation, and she will discuss with us with great love and affection what we must
seek to accomplish by influencing a certain present moment. Once we all
understand all that she has said, we join hands with our Instructor and appear in the
present moment in which all decisions are locked into place forever.
The individuals we come to visit in the present moment cannot see us, but our visits
are carefully chosen to be with those individuals in those times and places where
those we visit are in the most probable condition to hear and feel what we are
saying and to act on it. Relatively few individuals at any one time on the Earth are
ever in a condition to hear us and fewer still will act, but there are always more than
enough to keep us all eternally busy. Our job is simple, yet so important. We hold
the thoughts we wish the individual to hear, and these thoughts are only and always
of one nature - they are always of God’s nature. The thoughts we hold are always the
invisible attributes of God’s nature. God is mercy by definition, and this is most
often the thought we hold in our minds as we stand in the moment, only this invisible
but powerful thought of mercy until that thought is felt and acted upon, and the
change we came to achieve has begun.
There are many other thoughts and combination of thoughts that we invade a
present moment with, but they are always the attributes of God: Love, Mercy,
Wisdom, Beauty, these are the most common thoughts we hold in the moment.
Once acted upon, we can see the colors of a situation begin to change before our
eyes, and our job will be done. Few on Earth ever see the change. The action
taken can seem quite miniscule. Never are we involved with major decisions. The
big decisions in life for the most part are already made. It is only the small acts of
forgiveness and kindness that we come to insert in the present moment, and we can
only do so because a certain individual at a certain moment in time is willing to open
up to us. These small acts of kindness and mercy are like small seeds. They grow
and prosper many times over many generations. Even though this might not be
visible at the time, the beauty in the end will be quite clear. After each event, we
gather again at the white house of our Instructor and she leads us in a prayer of
thanksgiving. We then view the results in the pool of bright water and there is great
celebration and joy; and then she shows us in her pool of bright water what next must
be done.
Our Instructor is one of many, and she receives her instructions in ways that I am not
certain. There are many pools of clear water such as ours with similar missions to
our own. Our Instructor often goes to meet with other Instructors, and sometimes she
goes to the Council of the Wise in Heaven. I do not know how the moments she is
given are selected, but I know that the moments are selected and coordinated all
across the same moment of time in the very center of the Light of Creation by the
Council of the Wise in Heaven. The Council of the Wise in Heaven consults on the
far side of the Light of Creation, and they then look into the very heart of each
moment in time to see best what can be done in order to seal into place the most
perfect moment. Then the Instructors are called and sent on their missions.
I cannot see the wide picture stretched over all of time in my limited vision. I can
barely see events as our Instructor explains them to me in her pool of bright water,
and I can focus only on my limited tasks at hand. But I know that at the same
moment I am doing my task, thousands of others like me are doing the same thing.
We are infusing that particular moment in time with God’s attributes, and significant
choices are made in that moment and reverberate down through all of time. You
were present at one of our moments in time. The individual we were seeking to
influence sat a table away from you. We noticed that you stopped reading the book
you were reading and began to write down our thoughts. I had heard of this
happening before, but I had never seen it happen. Later when we reviewed what
had happened at the pool of bright water, it was decided that we would see what
else you could write. I was chosen for this for the reasons I have explained. I am
standing here now as you write these words.
IV
A large part of our instruction is about color. Everything has color, infinite color,
shades and variations, and infinite possibilities of matching colors. When I see you
on the Earth in this moment we are now sitting in, the colors I see are not what you
see. I see the emotions and thought patterns of you and those around you, not as
words and ideas, but as colors and patterns, and it is the colors I place most
meaning on. The words I am choosing for you are difficult in that I am seeking the
correct colors in the words I choose. This is why it is difficult to translate. Colors tell
at a glance what is going on in any given situation on Earth or in Heaven. There is
no need to ask for thoughts and opinions. The colors tell. I do not know what you
are thinking because I can read the words of your mind. I know what you are
thinking because I can read the colors that are emanating from you, so can anyone
else. There are no secrets in Heaven or on Earth.
We study in our instruction the combinations and subtleties of colors and patterns
throughout the entirety of the Light of Creation, which as far as anyone can tell, has
no end. The final outcome of everything in Creation is always color, color so brilliant
and astonishing, that all of Heaven comes regularly to marvel at the on going
Tapestry of Life. Once is not enough, especially when everyone realizes what an
important and truly colorful life they lived and contributed. When you come to
Heaven, you, too, will come to marvel more than once. No life is without
astonishingly brilliant color. It is why the Light of Creation shines so brightly in
Heaven. All the individual lives on Earth together give off a light so bright it cannot
be looked at from Heaven. No one life is any less brilliant than the next no matter
what the color. It is the individual soul that supplies the individual lights that together
form one magnificently brilliant heavenly light. It is each uniquely colorful individual
life that gives the astonishing variety of colors in overall patterns. All souls shine
equal, and each life has unique color.
It is color we come to influence on Earth. We do this with the unique color of God’s
attributes that we emanate. When we think of God’s attributes, a certain color
permeates the psychic atmosphere. We are seeking to literally swamp the brain
waves of the persons we are seeking to influence. There is still choice. We still can
only create atmosphere. But God’s attributes are powerful, and we seldom fail, and
even then, there is some benefit. We can see colors change before our eyes, long
before the individual is aware of a new thought pattern. As thought inside the
individual begins to take hold, new colors begin to emanate, colors never seen
before. If you were able to ask the individual if anything had taken place, they would
probably say no. Certainly, to anyone around, nothing happened. But the color
tells. And we can follow the color down through time. The color always tells the
story, and the story is about Beauty, not ordinary beauty, but God’s Beauty. Beauty
is an attribute of God. God is Beauty – and all of Creation is measured by that
standard of beauty. The goal of our work on the Tapestry of Life is make it the most
beautiful it can be as measured against God’s Beauty. The way this is done is by
infusing the Tapestry of Life with the most reflections of God’s attributes as is
Heavenly possible. The only way this can happen is by having the most individual
soul lights as is Heavenly possible give off the unique colors of God’s attributes all
down through the march of time. It is these individual and uniquely astounding colors
of brilliance that all of Heaven comes so often to see in the Tapestry of Life. Every
time one of God’s attributes is embraced in a life an unbelievable color of light
happens and this light is embedded forever in the Tapestry of Life. When we get to
see this happen before our eyes when we gather with our Instructor in the cool of the
evening and look into her pool of bright water, there is exhilaration I cannot convey.
It is why we do what we do.
V
Wisdom is golden, and it is the most prominent color our Instructor emanates.
When someone speaks in Heaven, their personal colors beam out in an array of
colors behind them that tells the emotions and motives of what is meant before
anything has been spoken. There is speaking in Heaven. Words are precious and
chosen with care, and their spoken sounds come in the form of music. The sound of
our Instructor’s voice, together with the colors she emanates is transfixing. The
room swells with color and sound. Often, she has accompaniment when she
instructs. Great musicians from all over Heaven come to hear her voice and play
beside her. As she speaks, they close their eyes and play. The golden glow of her
spoken wisdom and the sound her voice makes together with the musicians around
her is something only Heaven can know, and it is what makes our ability to do this
great work with her one of Heaven’s highest blessings. Wisdom is most prized in
Heaven, much the way gold is on Earth, and people come from all over Heaven to
see her golden aura and hear her song of wisdom. Being able to sit at the same
table as our Instructor while these things are taking place is an honor I can never
express in words. Our instruction with her is seldom in closed sessions. Many in
Heaven stop what they are doing to come and hear her words. It is most difficult to
sit with her and not swell with pride that we can be there sitting at her table. Of
course, she can see this. There is great merriment at these sessions. Love and
affection, too, are most prominent with her.
The color of wisdom is the most difficult of all the colors in Heaven to wear, and it is
the most precious. I have never been on a trip into the Light of Creation to hold and
carry the color of wisdom. Others much more accomplished than I go with our
Instructor. Missions of wisdom are important, but seldom. Few on Earth can hear
true wisdom. I have sometimes been able to show sparks of wisdom during my
instruction, but not consistently, not to hold in place as we travel from Heaven to
Earth. I pursue my individual studies when these trips are done.
Personal wisdom is a large part of my instruction and much of this instruction occurs
in the library of my Instructor’s white stone house. On close inspection, the white
stones are a crush of translucent gem like material that can change shape at any
time and glow with all the colors of Heaven. The library is larger than the largest
library on Earth. There is even a private librarian and assistants too numerous to
count. A woman of astonishing beauty sits at a wide marble table in the very front of
the library and greets everyone who enters and sees that their requests are met. I
have never been able to look at her beauty without blushing red lights of
embarrassment. She will laugh at me and look even more beautiful. She loads me
with books for my requests and I go to sit in a room with a sparkling brook that flows
by numerous comfortable chairs with soft lights for reading. Music plays everywhere.
The books in the library open in scenes designed to exemplify what you are
studying. The wisdom books are my favorites. The participants act and speak, and
events unfold in front of your eyes through entire centuries on Earth in order to
demonstrate the effects of small acts of wisdom at critical moments in time. Long
sessions can be spent in the library immersed in these inquiries. The books are
sensitive to your every thought and idea, and the pages open and move through
events accordingly. There are many books by our Instructor there and they are true
treasures of insight. When opened they fill the entire room with sound and light that
alone is awesome. The wisdom she discerns is beyond comprehension, and yet it
is always so simple and loving and true.
VI
The color of mercy is the white of forgiveness. Colors in Heaven are only acquired
by acquiring God’s attributes. Each of God’s attributes carries a particular color,
and each shade and variation of that attribute carries a corresponding shade and
variation of the primary color. Our Instructor can hold a power of blinding white
mercy that makes all else look gray. These are some of my favorite sessions. We
work at mercy by seeking to meld with her color. We flex our white colors the way a
body builder would work a muscle, and afterwards we thrill to see that our whiteness
has increased. The way we flex our white color is by accepting God’s mercy into our
souls. God’s mercy is limitless, and ultimately, you can only accept so much at a
time. You have to stop and grow. Like all of God’s attributes, mercy has to be
asked for and accepted before it can be given. When our Instructor feels that we
are ready, we begin to study our particular mission to Earth. We have closed
sessions with our Instructor and when we understand all that we have seen, and we
are keenly tuned to the colors we are seeking to influence on Earth, we join hands
and descend with our Instructor into the Light of Creation.
Mercy missions are my highest thrill in coming to Earth. No matter how dark the
situation we arrive at, the pure white of our Instructor’s light removes any doubts of
failure. Our Instructor gives off God’s mercy in light so pure, so white and so bright it
removes all the dark ravages of diseased thoughts and feelings of failure that we
find before us, all the wind blown clutter of disaster melts away under that redeeming
light. It is all I can do to hold my own light steady. I tend to weep. When we arrive
back in Heaven we all weep, and smile, because we know we have succeeded.
The sense of weeping and exhilaration is difficult to convey. After these missions
we all need rest, even our Instructor. Our colors are drained. God’s mercy is
unlimited, ours is not. Shedding pure white light in such intensity is an eventual
strain. Our Instructor will disappear into her white stone house and we will not see
her for long periods. Most of us go to her stables. Resting in Heaven may sound
redundant, but everyone’s work eventually needs respite, and like everything else
here, rest is special.
Our Instructor is a master of horses and she keeps next to her house enormous
stables with some of the finest horses in Heaven. One of the highest thrills in
Heaven for me, and for most of those I work with, is to ride those horses. We go to
her stables like children laughing and giggling and running off to play. The horses
are muscled, sleek, intelligent, and as eager as we are to ride off as has never been
imagined on Earth. There are hills and rolling country and crystal lakes to swim
nearby, to travel through for periods of time which have no measure. We do not
think of Earth at these times. We do not think of anything. We refresh.
VII
The color of love permeates all that is. There are some who say that love is not an
attribute of God at all, but that God is love. These are things discussed in the
Council of the Wise in Heaven. I do not know the answer, or if there is an answer to
know. Love is red, I do know, bright red. But love, unlike mercy is measured by
degrees of intense heat. It does not matter how much mercy is poured out in a given
situation, no one can be adversely affected by too much mercy. Love, however, can
be lethal, and love must always on Earth be tempered with mercy and wisdom.
There is no such thing as showing up on Earth with God’s pure love in mind. It would
burn up the situation we have come to heal.
Love alone is hot, too hot, and this is why, so it is said in higher places, we can
never finally approach God’s presence. God’s love is ever too hot, and though we
can come close, we can never come into the actual presence of God, or we will burn
up, literally. I do not know. I have never tried to approach God in such a fashion. I
would not dare. Pure love, I do know, is difficult to hold and study. It does get hot.
Our Instructor’s love can blaze so hot, many of us will collapse in the room during
sessions. Her love is not to be confused with mercy. In pure form, love is ferocious
and never afraid, and our Instructor is fearless. Her love rises like a giant red rage
and she will charge alone if need be into any adversity. Her love knows no
obstacles. It can be truly frightening to behold at first, and it can take some getting
used to. Our sessions of love are always tempered with wisdom, mercy and shades
and variations of love. Kindness is a shade of love with a cooler temperature, and
kindness itself has many shades and degrees. Our Instructor knows how lethal love
can be, and her tender kindness is like a soothing balm. Loving too much is a
common ailment in Heaven, and care is taken to always use love wisely. Love
wants immediately to be shared, and often it cannot be shared. Sharing intense
degrees of love unwisely can be harmful.
Our missions of love always entail great patience. We must hold a delicate balance
of wisdom, mercy and love for long periods. The goal is to maintain the same color
throughout. This involves all of us knowing one another well, and matching and
compensating for each others pulsating colors. Our colors, if you were to see them
in slow motion, always pulse, as does all of life. All of life has a pulse and rhythm,
nothing is static and constant. We must stay tuned to one another. There are
always twelve of us on every mission, including our Instructor. It is an important
number, though there is much I do not know about the number, our number makes a
unison. If there are less than twelve, the mission will fail. Why, I do not know, but if
there are only eleven available, we can not descend into the Light of Creation. We
are all twelve here now and our colors are consistent.
VIII
Love is the power and heat of all Creation. The power generated from this heat is
what drives all of Creation. Nothing moves in Creation except by the heat and
power of God’s love, and everything moves. Nothing is without movement in all of
Creation. Love pervades every movement, every breath that is taken in every
molecule and aspect of Creation. The heat of all Creation cannot be measured, and
that immeasurable heat of all Creation is contained in every single part of Creation
no matter how small.
The heat of love that moves all of Creation, also binds all of Creation. Love is the
great connector and binding substance in every corner of Creation. It connects us
all, on Heaven and on Earth. We are bound to our Instructor by her great love. It is a
bond that will never release us. Our Instructor is bound by God’s love and that love
is eternal. She is able to travel the closest to God, and absorb love of a measure
and degree that would disintegrate all of us. She shares that love with us, and with
all the Earth. Our Instructor’s mission and passionate care is the Earth. She was
present when the Earth was conceived. Many were placed in charge of the Earth,
and she was one of them. She will remain forever.
Our missions into the Light of Creation, our souls ablaze in God’s love, are to heal
shattered hearts, and they are also missions of connection. We come to Earth to
heal love’s wounds and to reconnect feelings of loss and loneliness. No one is
alone in all of Creation. All are loved equally. The very fact that you breathe proves
it. No breath is drawn but for the power of love. We are all here with you and loving
you now.
IX
Love binds all of Creation. There is a complete oneness in love that is ever
inclusive. Love emanates from only one source and flows in only one direction. But
love can get blocked and shunted off in circular directions and many colors can be
adversely affected. This can be easily seen in the colors because colors never stay
still, they flow. A blocked color is obvious immediately, especially bright red.
Unfortunately, things are seldom done immediately. Colors get distorted and no
longer pure. The beauty of red can become quickly distorted and cold and totally
unrecognizable. These are the kinds of problems our Instructor and others like her
study as they examine the Earth. When a decision of action is reached, our
Instructor calls us together for a silent prayer for love in our hearts and wisdom in our
minds. We usually begin by studying the scenes she displays for us in her pool of
bright water.
When we arrive on Earth on a mission of love, the practical aspect of what we are
doing is seeking to open lines of connection among twelve individuals all at the
same moment on the Earth. Our purpose is to allow the color of love to flow more
freely in all the multiples of colors that emanate from twelve individuals on the Earth.
We do not send out the pure raging love of God, though in our sessions with our
Instructor this is in fact what we do. My particular mission on Earth can be as simple
as seeking to influence someone to make a call to another person. I might do this
by gently sending out thoughts of good memories of a particular person or event.
We take up twelve such places on Earth which can be close by, or long distances
apart on the planet, and we all act at precisely the same moment in time. All of our
tasks can be equally small, but all of them are equally critical. These missions take
the most planning in closed sessions with our Instructor. There are many set scenes
which must be carefully reviewed with her, and more possibilities of future outcome
than I can ever remember. We must know a great deal about the individual we are
seeking to influence and we study their colors carefully. There are so many different
and subtle colors we must influence by delicately and patiently emitting a particular
shade of love under the right amount of wisdom to a particular individual. No matter
how far apart we are on the Earth, we can all see one another well, and we are never
out of our Instructor’s vision.
In the study sessions on love with our Instructor before a mission of love, we see how
connected every individual is to every other individual on Earth, and how every
affliction in love can be equally connected to every individual on Earth. The
mathematical possibilities of twelve amongst the billions on Earth in terms of the
many variations in colors, is awesome in itself. This is the kind of knowledge our
Instructor carries with her. She knows the exact color result we are seeking. When
she sees that result achieved, our mission is over and we return home to Heaven.
The results seen in the pool of bright water can be awesome in their beauty of
flowing colors. When love is released, the torrent of love’s flow over the Earth is
beauty itself. I love to watch the flow of love. The colors it incites everywhere it flows
are mesmerizing, and after a mission of love we always stand awestruck the longest
in the cool of the evenings at our Instructor’s pool of bright water.
X
Love is Power in Heaven, and our Instructor holds Power in Heaven because she
holds more of God’s love inside of her than can be even imagined. Our Instructor is
the ultimate power and authority for this entire section of Heaven. She rules here
because her great love binds all who dwell here. I have not traveled over much of
this section of Heaven, and I have not been to other parts of Heaven, but I know that
this small section of Heaven holds more cities of immense numbers of souls than I
can count. All who dwell here, love our Instructor with a devoted loyalty and
steadfastness that cannot be known on Earth, yet, relatively few in Heaven have ever
seen her. It is an immense honor that I am here at the center of her work and
actually living in her household. Heaven for the most part rules itself. Earth is our
Instructor’s primary concern and she seldom visits in Heaven. Only in a very rare
instance does our Instructor intercede in our section of Heaven. There are often
visits to our Instructor for consultation and wisdom from all over Heaven, not only
from our section. She has many concerns in Heaven, but Earth is her primary
concern.
Our Instructor’s love of the Earth is of fierceness as to make rocks melt and
evaporate. She takes our work very seriously. Our trips to the Earth are chosen
with such care and great prayer as only she can incite. We are totally dedicated to
her every command and focused at all times on the tasks she has given us. We
have our failures. Our Instructor takes them very hard. Her weeping in great sorrow
is difficult to witness. All Heaven can hear it, and all stand still, heads bowed, no one
can move, it is difficult to breathe.
XI
Our Instructor is a Keeper of the Light of Creation. She is one of its many
Guardians. When I say that we go from Heaven to the Earth by holding the hands of
our Instructor, we do not go to the Earth as you might imagine it. We descend with
her into God’s mysterious Light of Creation, and this may become difficult for you to
imagine. There is an actual place inside that great Light of Creation where you are
now residing which you call Earth. You may imagine that you are now sitting at a
table on solid ground. However, you are in fact sitting in the middle of a mysterious
blazing light, caused in no small part by the bright light of your own bright soul. All of
Creation is being forged into existence before your very eyes, could you only see it.
The concept you carry of the on going moment by moment sequence of events of life
on Earth is a necessary illusion for your development. Each moment of time on
Earth, however, is not a continuation of the last moment of time on Earth, but a
completely new recreation of every thing that is in every moment of time on Earth.
Every moment is a completely new moment in the ultimate sense. There was never
one singular moment in time where everything was brought into creation and life
began to move forward. The Light of Creation was not created in time, and it is not
moving forward, it is pulsing in place. It has no time. It is God’s light, and it is
eternal. Every moment of time is a new singular moment, a complete recreation of
the Universe. The Light given off by this divine process is the Light of Creation. It is
because of this fact that we have the unique opportunity, in each new pulsating
moment that occurs in the Light of Creation, to infuse that moment with new meaning
and color. When we infuse the moment with Heavenly colors, we pulse to the rhythm
of the Light of Creation, the mysterious rhythm of God. Our Instructor is our ultimate
leader in this regard, for she is the conductor, she knows the rhythm and the beat of
God’s Creation, and she teaches it to us.
I have not given you all the Heavenly titles of our Instructor at her behest. She has
not wanted to distract you before she has instructed you. On Earth, many have
called these beings Archangels. She is that, and much more in Heaven. They were
God’s first, even before Heaven. They were placed there for us, to see to the
forging of our souls in the great fire of God’s love, the love that fires the Light of
Creation. These great beings were there to witness the firing light of the Light of
Creation from out of the depths of God’s great Soul, they were charged with its
eternal care, they will never leave their posts, and their vigilance is eternal.
XII
The small message from our Instructor is that Heaven is real, more real than Earth.
She has asked me to leave you with some of my impressions of Heaven, and I have
done my best. Her other short message is that God cares about the Earth. The
chosen firsts in Heaven have been left eternally in charge of the Earth with
instructions to never leave. Their care of the Earth is measured by the great power
of love they possess, for they, too, have free will. They spend all of their enormous
power and unimaginable efforts on the Earth. We are their constant concern, Earth
is never alone. Heaven would be abandoned before Earth would be left. The Earth
is loved with a divine and eternal focus of tender loving concern, and all on Earth
who have ever imagined themselves lost, have never been so and never will be, no
one is ever left, the care is eternal. Our Instructor is not a Messenger to the Earth in
her work. God has gone to great lengths to place Messengers on the Earth, and
these notes are meant only as encouragement. May you be always loving, merciful
and wise; may you never feel alone and uncared for; may we meet in Heaven.
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