A Journey Through Faith and Fiction.
It
seems today as in the past, that
many Christian churches and organizations are interested only in a very narrow
aspect of your walk through this life. Few
have the ability to truly embrace all of the aspects that individuals are made
up of in our multifaceted, multi cultural American Society.
In
this New Century, we stand
witness to the birthing of a new
consciousness, which baffles science and theologians alike. We are experiencing
the manifestation of a new paradigm before our very eyes.
We are a humanity crossing a bridge that spans from one age to another.
What is amazing about what is occurring is not so much that it has never
happened before; rather it has never happened before on so many levels
simultaneously.
Yet
in so many instances the keepers of the flame, the messengers of the faith,
the ministers, and their ministries, lack the expanded vision capable of embracing the fullness of this event. They would turn their cheek
and hope that the Awakening will go
away, and not cause the shockwaves it does.
It
seems that they
would rather return to a state of mind that is status quo, then assist
humanity into the
greater truth of ourselves. 
As a result the sheep are leaving the flock, and the children are struggling with a reasoning that finds no answers in yesterdays doctrines. See although they suffer greatly from the limitations of thought, it is comfortable, and well known territory. They suffer from the very same reason why people find it so difficult to break any habit that they know it no longer serving them; it is difficult to push your comfort zones, and get out of the box.
What
most people hear when they go to Sunday meetings is little more recycled
interpretations of what they have been told, are the Gospels of the Master,
Our Lord Jesus Christ. And the sadness is that largely they are not.
At most they are a partial glimpse of a partial truth that has been
manipulated to meet the agendas of politically sanctioned programs that have
been handed down through ages of darkness, and politically enforced editing of
the Truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
What
the Children see is that each different sect is giving their own spin to the
holistic story and teachings of the Christ.
Some have wondered as they explored the “Christian Faith” traveled
the worlds cultures, and used the technology of the internet to collapse
distance and time, is that perhaps there are as many Christian sects each
proclaiming to be teaching the “True Gospel” as there are religions
in the world. So yes it gets confusing to a young vital and questioning mind.
What
children in the third world cultures, where many of the Indigo-Crystals are
being born into this world, see occurring is corruption of the "
Sacred," along with people fighting our grandfathers wars. Many of them
are indigo children, and have made the hallo leap generations into the future
with their abilities, and understandings. They are beyond the comprehension of
the adults around them who are stuck in methodologies of the past. they no
longer by the partial story, they no longer by into the faery tales.
Personally,
I believe that there is only one “True
Gospel,” and that is the “Whole
Gospel.” There is only one True
Story of the Christ, and that is the telling of “The
Whole Story of the Christ”, not just a part, but the whole.
We live in a world that finds it foundations built upon falsehood, and
lies. Where the very nature of us is hypocritical to the ways of
“Sacred” that we teach our children they must “ be
as.”
And how can we be as a myth? We have built our faith, which is
supposed to be based upon the representation of one Great Master, Jesus ~
Sananda, the Christ upon a series of
fictional ionized images, instead of a clear simple truth.
Even among the shepherds, there lays this foundation of division, and deceit. The shadows have crept into the doctrines of the Apostles, and we are left to ask ourselves… WHY? The explanation of the answer could take hours, yet there is a simpler explanation, fear seems so strong at this time in our world, because we have diminished ourselves, we have built our beliefs, and designed our perceptions upon both filtered and partial information.
When the Black Robes came to what they thought was the New World in the latter part of the 15th century, they said we can make better what God the Father has created here, and so they destroyed everything in their path. Then they said we can rewrite the Scripture, and make better what Jesus said, and improve upon his instructions. Now 500 years later we can fully see the results of their deeds. There are no longer any secrets.
In
my own life, I have for the most part taken the higher road, which often has
proven to be the longer road. In
my youth filled with the fire to understand the truth, what ever the truth
might turn out to be.
In
my youth, I was utterly disillusioned by what the adults around me preached as
being the good and Godly way to be; for more than often, my eyes witnessed
their own inabilities to live the truth they were preaching to me, themselves.
I saw Holy days become little more than excuses for the
commercialization of the “ Sacred.” A
means to make money, and move the material world and manipulate the masses
through the market place, rather than the Spirit.
Today this manipulation has only increased in its intensity, marketing
techniques through the media
So I left home and I went out into the big world, and elected to learn this elusive truth; I sought it for myself from the Living University of Life. I was born a mixed blood, so I saw life through each eye, the eye of the “ White” world, as well as, the Eye of the Shaman.
The Story of Our Lord is as much a Native American story, as much a Tibetan Story, as much a Celtic Story, as much a Mayan Story, as it is a tale of a Great Master who came to teach in a place called from Galilee, and the lands of Judea.
I
asked questions, I read, and I studied under personal tutorage of the Great
Spiritual Minds of the times. From
Ram Das to Ramtha, from Sai Baba to Babjgi, from Fools Crow to Rolling
Thunder; and from Hunbatz men of the Maya, to Grandfather Titus and David of
the Hopi. From Father Malachi Martin to Father Charles Moore. Sister Thedra to
Krishnamurti, to Si Baba, where ever I could to touch this truth I
sought so fervently.
There were more, these are names of great teachers that some of you are familiar with, so now you have a touching stone, to know me by. Moreover, there were many more great teachers, Grandmothers, Aunties and Uncles. Eventually walking the Path Less Often Traveled, one comes to understand that we are all teachers of something; we are all if we are truly walking the Higher Path, living examples of the Light we carry.
For
the journey is not only about the thousands of miles one travels, and the
composite of faces that we sit before, and share words with and the learning
of disciplines, the true journey always is the inner journey. This is a voyage
of the light.
How
can we arrogantly assume in our state of divine ignorance that we can deduce
what the wholeness of the picture is, if we only explore a part of that story?
How can one base the entire essence of their being, a being created in
the perfection of the living Mother ~ Father God if we are basing it
upon a partial understanding, while living in denial of the whole? We cannot.
Pondering these thoughts my journey continued. From the Americas, I went to Europe, where I lived and traveled for many years. Again talking and whenever I had the chance, in the company of remarkable beings. From Ireland to the Greek Islands, and from the lands of the Canaanites, to India and Tibet I sought the elusive truth.
The
years, and my path would bring me back along what was once the Silk Road,
through the Balkans and Italy, to the Alps, and finally to Glastonbury, where
I had an experience that would draw me back to the Americas, seeking
understanding to questions to which ‘no man” had the answers to.
Returning
to America my
family and friends that I had known as a child had long taken their paths
through the established matrix of our predictable Society, following the
'Idiot wind," and I could not help but feel like a
Stranger in a Strange Land. And
so it was, upon my return to America, that my learning of the deeper
parts of the Native Cultures of the Americas was to actually begin. With them
I could speak of the amazing things I had experienced, and the remarkable
people from whom I had gleamed my knowledge of
Wakan tonka, the Great
Spirit, the Great Mystery.
There were elders in those days who still held the knowledge of their ancestors, and spoke of it to those who had the ears to hear, and a heart that was open. What many of them referred to as the “ Original Teachings.” Didn't you ever wonder what they meant?
Eventually,
I was accepted on many intimate levels with many Spiritual Elders who shared
with me the basics of ceremony. Purification rites, Vision Questioning,
Healing, and the knowledge of’ the Woods,’ the understanding of the Herbs,
the virtual web of Life.
This
part of the Journey took near ten years, and still continues, for in the
learning of this epic we are forever students.
Here I learned to carry water, and chop wood. To do as I was instructed, without question. Grandfather used
to say, “ I can only teach you so much
with words, what we come to know is beyond words, it is a matter of the heart.
You cannot lead unless you first learn to follow.”
Towards
the end of that cycle, I would be invited to circles where the elders spoke
the Wisdoms, and shared the deeper stories of their faith, and understandings
of this life, walking through the dream that our Mother had spun for us, so
that we might come to know that meaning of being human.
It was from these experiences that I would learn the stories of the “ Pale Prophet,” “The Lord of the Wind,” the Peacemaker.” I was shown many things and many places that most never see, only because it became known that they would stay with me, and I would not break the trusts that had been extended to me. So for another decade I went from elder, to elder, to elder.
I
traveled from Alaska and the Canada’s, to South America.
I had learned well how to carry water, shop wood and to always be
willing to learn to become a Human Being. For we are not born with an
inalienable right to the Human Circle, we have to earn that right, and come to
understand the meaning of living in commonality.
I
would come to realize the deeper understanding of the term “ Sacred Hoop,”
for “the Sacred Hoop” was made
up of many little Sacred Hoops strung together. Like a necklace. I remember once asking Grandmother “ How long must I be the student, does not one ever become the
teacher?”
To
which she replied… “ The hardest
thing for us to learn is to endure that harshness of this life, without
whining. Through that we learn that we all need each other, that is what makes
us Human Beings.
“
In this life we have to be able to keep
walking through the grass , heading towards our destiny, even when we feel
lost, and there is now sense of direction.
For it is those moments that we are tested by the Great Mystery.
It is easy to look good when everything is going right, and all things
are going your way. It is harder to do the same when things are not so good.
“ When you forget
everything you learned, and were taught how to be, then you will be at the
gateway of forever, and the real learning will begin. Your mind will stop
talking to you with chatter, and your heart will open.
When your heart opens, there are no words to comfort the mind; only the
experience of being one with all things. Then you will own the knowing, and it
can never be taken away from you. You
will never again go back to what you thought you were, because you will
understand that you never were those things. When you can learn all this, and
keep the heart of a child, then you will be ready to teach. Until then you
keep walking through the grass grandson, you keep walking through the grass.”
I
walked through the grass for many years, following my elusive destiny, and
along the way, I learned the Bigger Story of it all, a story so vast I
can barely see its beginnings any longer.
I learned that not all we read is the whole story, and that the whole
story is known by a very few. The
story is a composite, of experiences and human memories. That is takes your
whole life to understand the Whole of the Story; and that mankind has made it
even harder by their separating of everything form the other.
Our
souls hunger for something that cannot be bought, or won in contest.. it is
something that is formless, something that eludes them.
They feel for the most part. deserted, and would rather complain than
make the effort to change things. Their communities are as fractured as their
beliefs, and they are as separated from nature as they are from their many
faces of God. Everything is
outside them instead of inside them. And so, they never find peace, they
wander from one place to another and one though to another. Everything that
makes up the composite dream we call life,
is in pieces, almost like it was broken by some unseen hand.
I
found the same with Christianity, and the teachings of Yashua the
Master. There was no unity, there was no oneness, there was no safety from the
raging storm of human emotions and tangents of misguided thoughts.
And I could not help but think of the words of my elders when they
taught me, “ Mankind has created a hell for themselves, they live in paradise, where all things
are there for them, and yet they condemn all of it, including themselves.”
One day, I had had enough, caught between
two worlds, I left them both. I stopped searching and made up my mind to find
out. I wanted desperately to know what it would be like to know, instead of
seeking. I moved to an island off
the coast of Washington State. There I felt I could be alone, to experience my
final initiations, I thought. People
started to come to my seat lodges, more and more of them. Elders came form all
over, and it soon became apparent that my little cabin in the woods was fast
becoming a center for spiritual awakenings.
I
was asked to come talk by many peoples in many places about my experiences and
to share the experiences that people shared when they attended my little
meetings in the woods I
traveled all over the country, to South America, Canada.
I was asked to speak at Expos, and did not like it much, then I found
my self being asked to speak on some of those Radio Talk Shows. Honestly, I
did not understand it all. I had
no books at the time, I had no games, I was living straight from the heart,
one day to the next.
My
teachings became the experienced of being taught by life experience, I myself
was now witness to incredible things, that amazed me as much as they amazed
those who came to see. My
personal initiations became harsher, and I was dealing with life fully right
in my face.
When I met with Elders, I found that I was no longer merely asked to carry water and chop wood, I was asked to do ceremony, both with them and for them. Life became a decoupage of Senators, Lawyers, Corporate CEO’s, Native elders, Physicists, Scientists, and Preachers, all coming to experience some phenomenon, I was not totally aware of.
In those times, I was to experience some of the most incredible learning one
could imagine. And the Masters themselves would often appear.
The Spirits would come, and manifest healings, as well as miracles.
Like Rainbows in the night skies.
Giant fire balls would appear over the Lodge, and demons would
literally leave peoples bodies. Lights would appear in the woods, faeries
perhaps, and the masters also would appear.
I
would exchange knowledge with elders from many cultures, on the most
remarkable levels. And shared in “very real ceremonies,” were thing
occurred that you cannot talk about, you can only remember.
I was all the while still going to my own meetings with elders to
complete my own education in these realms.
And the stories of the Pale
Prophet, were no longer stories of words they became stories of
experience.
In
those days I spoke from the innocence of the heart, I spoke from the
experiences of the Ceremonies, and the encounters with remarkable People, and
Spirits. I had not yet studied
the “ Bible’ and when people came to m e, I found that my words would
sometimes frighten them. They
would start arguing with me about their academic understanding of facts that I
had no first hand knowledge about. This
is when I made the decision to study the religions of the World, and what
their books were telling them, that they were pontificating to me about.
The twisted labyrinth of truths, manipulated texts, and fiction that many of their books contained confounded me. Historically speaking one can find their way through the gauntlet of preponderances, and politically created agendas that simply do not belong there.
However
after a long and exhausting journey, most of us will wind up at the same
destination. Our faith pulling us forward, it will always do so, even through
adversity, while our mind argues with a desperate
reasoning, we end up at the
sand dunes of chaos and confusion. “This
just doesn’t make sense.” You wind up saying with any application of
intelligent thought.
There are more contradictions than there are directives, and the
teachings, if any are minimalized, and contrived as to not allow us to ever
learn “the how to”, and application of becoming God Like.
What good is it to learn the names of plants when one does not
comprehend the application of the healing ?
In the jungle of human contemplation and manipulated thought, one can only become confused at the homogenization of Sacred Script in so many of the documents. When one dares to go a bit further and investigate the authenticity of the documents, that comprise the ‘ Bible,” they will only wind up more confused, and disheartened. If they take into consideration the history of the Church in Rome itself, well utter despair sets in, and perhaps, this is why the afflicted mind of the atheist is born.
However,
if one endures, the truth shall reveal itself.
Regarding the Faith of Christianity, the fact is there actually was
a man from Galilee, the Nazarene, known as Yashua ben Yoseph, born to
the house of David, a real person did exist.
He was recognized before his birth by the wise men who came from distant lands, who somehow miraculously had
precognition of where and when he would manifest in this plane.
There are numerous historical documents throughout the world, that
testify to his physical presence and impact in many lands, and cultures.
There
are accountings of his teachings and his life in over 300 languages. And then
you get to the Big One, he was
experienced, and documented quite literally all over the world.
And the accountings are spoken of as well as written by people who
could at the time have had no intercommunication, according to historical
reason. If we were to only accept the sanitized, versions of those very few
texts that were used by the European mind set, in the Creation of the “
Roman Bible.”
If
we go to the other writings alone, and forget those culture that by tradition
are oral, and many of the worlds cultures are, especially when it comes to
their sacred teachings, we come to find that this radiant being had far more
impact than we were ever allowed to imagine.
In the Americas alone, He influenced cultures of the civilized tribes
from Canada, to Buenos Aires.
Here
in the Americas, He was commonly called if we translate the title into
English, the “ Pale Prophet,” although He had many titles from the various
cultures He visited, and experienced him.
It is not a Faery Tale, it is a matter of historical record.
Again, these records are not only here in the Americas, they exist all
over the world.
The
fundamentalists find great fear in this realization, and have spent centuries
trying to squelch any document, artifact, or historical cultural records that
make reference to this fact; which is also a matter of historical record. But
as we enter the 21st Century even the arrogance of the “ Papal
Bulls,” once issued by the Popes of Rome, giving Divine Edict to the
wholesale slaughter if necessary any person or people who would proliferate
such open defiance to the Church of Rome’s teachings have disintegrated to
little more then yesterdays shameful and nightmare.
However, Fear not, rather take strength, from the truth that our lord was indeed the good shepherd he professed to be, to the many mansions of his father’s kingdom.
Renew your belief in the light of the truth that there is so much more to the story of our lord and that after the crucifixion in Judea, we were not then abandoned and left to our own fate.
Renew your faith that in fact He did go and tend to “ …the other sheep..” exactly as He said he was going to do. If Christ ascended, as He did, then He knew not death. He was no longer bound by the laws of mortality. He became the totality of “God- man,” realized
Our
Lord Said:
“Let
not your heart be troubled: as ye believe in God, believe also in me. In
my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you.
I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place
for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am,
there ye may be also. And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know.”
(John 14:2)
This does not mean that any way is the wrong way. Nor does it cast stone upon the way you might choose to express you love and devotion to our lord. Rather it brings hope and blessings in that all ways are the right way, if it comes from the heart. No one is condemned no one is outcast, if they have made their hearts pure.
Our
Lord Said:
"
Verily, verily, I say unto you, I am the door of the sheep.
All that ever came before me are thieves and robbers: but the sheep did not
hear them. 
I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in
and out, and find pasture.
The
thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come
that they might have life, and that they might have [it] more abundantly.
I am the good shepherd, and know my [sheep], and am known of mine.
As
the Father knoweth me, even so know I the Father: and I lay down my life for
the sheep.
And other sheep I have, which are not of this fold: them also I must bring,
and they shall hear my voice; and there shall be one fold, [and] one shepherd.
Therefore doth my Father love me, because I lay down my life, that I might
take it again.
No man taketh it from me, but I lay it down of myself. I have power to lay it
down, and I have power to take it again. This commandment have I received of
my Father. (John:10)
Then there is the dealing with those who call themselves Prophets , but who and what would they be they prophets of ?. Deliverers of Doom and Gloom, are they messengers of God, or mere merchants for the tabloids. These are the Children of Babylon, who would twist the truth for the sake. The truth of those who would be mortal gods, and would counsel you to build up false temples, and follow the path of the blind.
From
the Gospels
of Thomas also known as Didymus Chapter 2
"This
earth and the planets surrounding it will pass away, and everything will
become new. Consider this: In the
beginning, you were organized as one body, but when you became two, the
illusion of separateness entered the physical plane.
Now you are many, and this illusion abounds.
Listen to what I say! You
must become a solitary person before me, if you want to dwell on the new
planets and the new earth which I will create.
Those who are meek
will understand what I'm saying."
You are most likely somewhat
comfortable with this, as it is based upon familiar terms.
Thomas was an Apostle, Jesus is a name you know. Yet, the Name Jesus
was not given to the Prophet, the Lamb of God until the fourth Century AD, a
name given by the Romans, not by the Apostles. Yashua ben Yoseph was indeed
the Christ, and was, depending upon the region, and culture, known by many
names. Even the term Christian
was not used until this time, given at Antioch, as a title by which the rebels
to Rome could be identified.
Acts
11:26 "And when he (Barnabas) had found him (the Apostle Paul), he
brought him unto Antioch. And it came to pass, that a whole year they
assembled themselves with the church, and taught much people. And the
disciples were called Christians first in Antioch.”
Now do not just listen to my words. Take anything I have said here and please research it for yourself! Here is some historical fact.
The
Hebrew name of Our Lord Yahshua. Our
Lords Name in Hebrew is
(read
from right to left).
The English name “Jesus,” which later employed the letter “J,” is a
derivation from Greek “Iesous” and the Latin “Iesus” The letter
“J” was not added until much later the 14th Century.
Jewish
Masoretic priests, around the 6th century A.D., helped create the name Jesus
by changing the vowel point from the letter “a” to “e” in the
Tetragrammaton YHWH. This resulted in changing the pronunciation from Yah to
Yeh.
The
priests continued the tradition, which was in effect at the time of the
Messiah, of teaching the people that the name “Yahweh” was too sacred to
pronounce, and to speak this name was blasphemy and punishable by death.
Most people and lower level priests were initially taught to say
“Adonai” when they saw the name “Yahweh” or the tetragrammaton YHWH
written.
The
Encyclopedia Americana contains the following quote on the letter “J”:
“The form of ‘J’ was unknown in any alphabet until the 14th century.
Either symbol (J,I) used initially generally had the consonantal sound of Y as
in year. Gradually, the two symbols ( J- l ) were differentiated, the "J"
usually acquiring consonantal force and thus becoming regarded as a consonant,
and the "I" becoming a vowel.
It was not until 1630 that the differentiation became general in England.” Note in the original 1611 version of the King James Version of the Bible there was no “J” letter in this Bible for because it did not exist. James was spelled Iames. Jesus was spelled Iesous.
But
what about the inscription nailed over the cross?
Traditionally, most crucifixes
(especially Roman Catholic) have
the Latin initials of the Messiah as follows “INRI,” which means “Iesus
Nazarenus, Rex, Iudaeorum”, was placed upon the Cross by the
order of Pontius Pilate wrote the name of the Messiah in Greek, Hebrew and
Latin, no letter “J” was ever there.
To quote the “ Bible” shows ones good intentions, and a commitment to a discipline of memorizing words, it is an intellectual exercise. To understand where the “ Bible” has its source, and how it applies to the original texts, and its historical accuracy requires the faith of a sage, it is an exercise of the heart.
The journey to “TRUTH,’ takes us upon
many a strange path. We must
follow roads where only the heart can guide.
For in our inherited ignorance we all as blind men describing the
nature of the forest. There is a
greater story to Our Lord, one that you have a right to know.
It is a story that tear down the walls of separatism, and bring once
again brother to embrace bother, and sister to embrace sister.
These awakenings
will cause strife in the beginning for “the Greater Truth always does.
Remember Our Lord said himself.
"Do not think that I came to bring peace on the earth;
I did not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I came to set a man against
his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against
her mother-in-law; and a man’s enemies will be the members of his
household."
(Mathew.10:34)
Yashua was the Lamb of God as John the Baptist said upon seeing Him
standing before him. And that’s
another story, are you aware that John and Yashua were cousins? That they
traveled and learned together? That they both studied and became Masters
together, in Tibet? Our
Lord was the Lamb because he offered himself up
for slaughter so that we
could be free to move on, and to become as he was. Divine Children of God.
So what is in the name?
To whom do you address your prayers?
Jesus is the Name the world
gave him and has commonly accepted. Sananda
is the name by which He calls himself, meaning the
Ascended one. Yashusua
ben Yoseph is His historical name. Is
it the name or the essence you seek?
Walk
softly through this world, and learn to be courteous even to those who flee
from your awakening. Be as gentle
as the sent of the flora, even when they are not so to you.
For to follow that ways of Our Lord, in the fullness of His teachings,
you will become one of the radical few of God.
Blessed Be,
Rev.
Dr. Robert Ghost Wolf
Here
are some links to make it easier for you to begin your journey from this
point. Remember the Truth Shall set you free.
YAHWEH" & "YAHshua
The
mission of Golden Braid
Ministries is to present to you as best we can the whole
version of “the Greatest Story
Ever Told.”
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