The Return Of The Comforter

Look for the soul,
You become soul.
Hunt for the bread,
You become bread.
Whatever you look for,
You are.
~ Rumi ~


The night is coming.
I can feel it come.
I lost Berry… I lost Ken.
Now I’m going to lose Ra.
Ra is going away… going to the great unknown.

Will I say my good-byes to another soul brother?
Go deeper, Peter.
Why? I asked.
I don’t want to go deeper.
You need to go deeper into the shadow.
I can’t see my way. I will trip over a stone.
If you say you will. You will.

Hold on to your old belief and you will fall.
I don’t want to fall. I don’t like falling. It’s scary.
It’s dark. The abyss is deep and dark. I get lost in the dark.
The unknown world… The unknown universe.
The light doesn’t shine. I cannot see my way.

Wait! There is a glimmer of light off in the distance.
I see a light ahead of me…

My soul wants to go deeper into the shadows of my essence.
Why? I asked, why do I want to see the shadow side…
The dark side?

Manasseh wants to go deep and discover for myself, the dark secret places in my soul. To bring into wholeness, the wounded parts of myself that they may be heal. To embrace the broken hearted side of myself. To follow my teacher into the great abyss of the crucible. To flow with love presences to prepare myself to participate in the great Transcendence which is about to place in human history.


Why do I want to go there? Why do I want to see the ugly side, the dark side, the unpleasant side of my being? Do I want to see my temper… my anger… my rage? Who plus my buttons? Why do I want be out of control?

The rage… the madness… the sadness… the grief… the lost… the abandonment… the loneliness… the blame… the guilt… the unworthiness… the ridicule… the humiliation… the smallness… the obligation… the fear.

I start to cried. Tears dripping down my face. Then, I heard a faint whispering, “I felt these same things as you.”
Yeshua? I asked.
Yes, Manasseh, it’s me. Blessed one, you need to stop for the night. You have done enough writing for one night. Go to sleep in peace, my beloved.
Thank you, Yeshua.

Love and Blessings.

Today

I awoke this morning, melted into the presence of love. The voice in my heart was singing to me. My heart was singing to me. I could feel this intense love wash over me. I knew this was the day.

Today is the day. Are you ready? Today is not a day for fear… Not a day for procrastination. Today is not a day to hide your light under a bush. Today is not a day for nervousness. But a day for action.

I reach for the phone, and made a couple of calls. And I was met with something called resistance. I could feel that fear… That nervousness… That embarrassment coming up form the floor. I reach within me for that same presence that stir me awake this morning. My heart was immediate calm by that power and presences that resides inside me.

This is waiting game now. My intentions have been set. All I had to do was to be patient and let the Universe works its magic. I sat down to blog my feelings of this morning. I also notice I’m rested and I’m not battling with my ego. I am one with the presence of my higher power I called Manasseh.

Today is the day for Love and Blessings. Blessed Be.

Omnipresence On The Internet

Guess what happens when you Google, Anakha Coman? You get a whole of info on her, and then look at the fourth listing down the page… Oh, My God! I’m on the Internet!

Yes Peter. God sees you. And God sees Anakha too. You’re in Divine Company. Now, your soul brother, Quin, knows where to find you. He is going to tell all of his soul brothers and sisters about the “You Are God!” blog.

Good! They will find the “Naked Heart” blog. Think you, Manasseh. I think the “Naked Heart” blog is a better blog than mine. I thought I was not allowed to blog late at night?

Yes Peter, we do have that agreement. It doesn’t matter which blog is better. Peter, you know better than this. Why do you stick your ego in a place where doesn’t belong? This the point why you are not suppose to blog late at night. You had a long and eventful day, and now you are tired.

But, I want to share my spiritual experiences of this day to my Beloved community… to my soul brothers and sisters.

They are going have to wait until you are rested. When your ego is out of the way. It’s eleven o’clock at night; it is your bedtime. You have to work tomorrow.

Good night… Love and Blessings

The Sacred Fire of Compassion

What price do you pay to be purified by love’s fire? The sacred element carried by Yeshua when he walked the earth… That treasure I was sent into a distant land to obtain.

Borne into a physical body that was imperfect by a disease known as Cerebral Palsy. In childhood I grew, to know the pain of the taunts, the teasing, the harmful ridicule. To know the feelings of rejection and loneliness was almost unbearable. I gain some acceptances in high school by struggling to keep up with the other children. Still, I was left out many circles, I seek a religion that would elevate my social status and self worth.

I found some nurturing love in the “Mormon” circle only by following their rules, and to exclude others that would not “keep the commandments.” The restriction of the guilt to associate with “other not of the faith” was built around fear, they had some kind of communal disease found with the filthy.

I felt the urges of my body as I entered manhood. There was that dirty, unworthy feeling as I played with my penis. For thirty years, the habit has plague my heart and mind. The terror of being discovered by church authorities who that would prevent my entry into the Temple where I had the only peace I found. My mind was in a struggle, a constant battle between the flesh and the spirit. I despise my body for what it did to ridge religious mind set, my dogma mind, my monkey mind. My mind was rack with guilt, for I am a sinner.

The deep dark secret of mine is finally uncovered. Oh, the relief to be exposed and the torture mind have at last found peace. Compassion is the soothing blanket that covers every infirmity, every affliction; every self-destructed thought your minds can congers up.

Compassion is the sacred element carried by Yeshua when he walked the earth.
Compassion is that treasure I was sent into this distant land to obtain. Compassion is the result of the sacred fire that’s purified the naked heart.

It’s time to celebrate! It’s party time.

Love and Blessings

Fire Changes Everything

Southern California is on fire.
On fire for God?
Maybe? Maybe not?
People hearts are in fear.
So many hearts are scared this day.
Evacuation orders,
People on the move.
From the flames of destruction, they run.
From the air choking smoke, they escaped.
Attachments gone.
Possessions lost.
Homes burned.
Businesses destroyed.
Global climate change may be to blame.
Hot temperatures forecast weather report.
When the fires are out,
The populist will rebuild,
Rebuild their lives, rebuild their homes.
Let nature be,
Mote it be.

The Truth Hurts Bad, Even This Blog Is Bad

My mind jolts me awake and starts rambling at 5:30 in the morning. My mind rambles on about the nakedness of God. The fire in my heart starts to burn with the knowledge of the nakedness of God. Questions begin to rise in my mind, why do we as a culture cover up our beautiful, sacred bodies? How will we ever know the Divine if we cover up ourselves with the clothes of the ego? I think I have been influence by the writings of Anakha Coman, and I had lost my mind. So what? Big deal. Rumi lost his mind in the ecstasy of God. I must be in good company?

Could it be I was brain washed… I was reprogrammed into thinking, when Adam and Eve were found naked in the Garden of Eden, they were given garments representing the coat of skins to cover up their nakedness. When Adam and Eve discovered their nakedness, they hide from the presence of God for they were ashamed. God was angry with them for partaking of the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil. Is there something I’m missing here? I don’t get it. Why would God be pissed off at his own magnificent creation dancing in the nude?

Remembering a scene from the movie, Titanic, Jack sketches a artist rendition of Rose in all her magnificent glory to which she replies to her interviewers, “It is the most erotic moment in my life.” Of course the screenplay is only fictional which gives it the most sensual moment in the whole movie. The recent experience of a young, beautiful woman baring her breasts in an act of self-expression for freedom with the Divine were both shocking and erotic for me. A part of me was surprisingly shock due to the lack of exposure to the female anatomy. Another part of me was aroused by her beauty and her willingness to display herself in celebration of the Divine sacred feminine in front of the dancing crowd.

I’m back from the day’s events… the morning at Celebration Church and the afternoon at work. It’s time to get to the point and wrap up the ramblings of this blog before my bed time.

It was if my thinking mind had made 180 degree turn back the wrong way.

STOP RIGHT THERE, MISTER! There is no WRONG WAY in this journey you are now on.

Oh boy. Here we go again. More rambling of Manasseh.

No. It is your own mind that is doing the rambling, Peter. This is the very point why you were mentally sick the last five years of your “Mormon Life.”

What do you mean by mentally sick?

Admit it, Peter. Why won’t you acknowledge the truth of who you are instead of denying it?

Do you realize people read this blog?

I understand. What? Are you afraid of a little embarrassment? Big fucking deal. What has Anakha been teaching you the past couple of months?

Okay. I’ll admit it. I watched pornography movies during the time I was attending the Temple.

Now, we’re getting somewhere. You’re making some progress.

How long do we have to continue this blog? I’m tired and I want to go bed.

It’s your choice. It’s your blog. It’s your mind, and you are responsible for your own mind. You may quit anytime you like. Just give the blog a title and you’re done. I’m sure Anakha is waiting to read it.

She going to think I’m creepy for writing about pornography.

I can’t believe you have such shallow mind to even think this way, let alone to write it. You are above it. Anakha is above it.

I always wonder how this started out as a one-person narrative, and it turns into a two people narration? I don’t know why, Manasseh, you have to butt in, when I was doing well with the one-person narrative?

Now, you’re being rude. You need to go to bed. I butt in to squish your ego, Peter.

I’m way off point of my blog. I’m just rambling now. I have lost my mind. I’m going crazy.

No, Peter, you just need go to sleep.

May be I won’t publish this crazy blog.

GOOD NITE, PETER.! Don’t forget the title.

Only If You Knew What This Process Is All About

Why do we as a culture and in society mute the dying process? Let me put it another way. I would like to know why the transition process is taboo in our America society. People won’t talk about it. They don’t even deal with it. In fact, they will run and hide from their true destiny, transition and death. Death is an integral part of the life cycle, we are borne… we come in, we live… we do our business, and we die… and we leave. What is so wrong with something so natural, our souls have been doing over centuries of life times? How come we’ll go to a hospital to see a new born baby, but we won’t go for the last time to see a dying friend?

I raise my hand and tell you, I am guilty of this. The experience of going to St. Vincent hospital to see Robert Winters, a friend and co-worker, Tigard Home Depot’s Santa Clause, lying there in the hospital bed, unresponsive, was overwhelming devastating and frighten to me. With emotion welling up inside, I exploded out of his hospital room in tears, vowing never again would I ever see another individual in that vegetation state. Little did I know what was in store for me, God gave me ample opportunity to learn this valuable lesson. I have yet to respond up until now.

Ken Dueker has left this life teaching us an important lesson. I skip work this morning and went to the Men’s talking circle only to learned the transitional and death process is so beautiful in the human expression of uniting friends and love ones in one last passionate embrace of radical forgiveness and love. There is no doubt in my mind, Ken came in, did his business, and left. He left with an impact on those who knew him well. The gentle giant with the great big grin has left us with his energy still in tact, for I experience him sitting in the chair, smiling and laughing at us, along with the priceless expression on his face, if to say, “Only if you knew what this process is all about.”

We really do not have the right to circumvent someone else process of becoming. We have no right to “Fix” someone. After experiencing the higher vibration of Living Enrichment Center one Sunday morning, I went to my afternoon meetings at the Mormon Church, only to encounter the lower vibration of someone to “fix” me, “calling me to repentance.” I had a choice. I worked my process without fear or regret.

Love and Blessings.

P.S. Ra, I’m going stick to you like glue until the end.

Ra, Don't Go Without Saying Good-Bye

I got an E-mail tonight from Jerry Preator and Paul Missal announcing the passing of Ken Dueker. Ken made his transition peacefully Thursday night. I’m grateful Ken does not have to suffer in pain any longer. I have lost a soul brother. In July, I lost another soul brother, Berry Breier. Now, my attention turns to Ra, another soul brother who is battling cancer. I asked the Universe, “What is going on here? Why are you taking people I know and love?”

Should I be questioned the wisdom of Universe? Should I wake up and pay attention to the message the Universe is trying to send? What can I do to help Angel Ra Garcia? Will Ra go with Berry and Ken into the great unknown… into the great Spirit World?

My heart wants to grieve for Berry, Ken, and for Ra. My heart is telling me, tonight, to skip work tomorrow and go to a Men’s Talking Circle, where I can share my grief with other men who knew Ken. Tonight, I am open to my grief.

I don’t want to lose any more brothers. I don’t want to lose Ra! My heart wants visit with Ra. I want to hold him in my arms. I want to pray a Native American prayer with him. I want to bless him and heal him. I didn’t get to say good-bye to Berry and Ken. Through my tears, I’ll be damn, if it going to be the same way with Ra.

Love and Blessings.

The Barbaric Nightmare

I recently viewed a TV commercial about Billy Graham’s new book, “Finding Peace With God.” My mind immediately flashes back to junior high school, where I was introduce to “Jesus.” Or should I say inducted into the Christian culture. This is where I was “taught,” Jesus died on the cross for “our sins.” In this culture, I was also taught, It was “Our fault” that Jesus died on the cross.

Just after entering high school, I discovered the Mormon Church, with its little less guilt associated with the barbaric notion. In ignorance, I spent thirty years at this plateau at my own choosing. I am reminded by a higher thought of consciousness; this period of my life was perfection for my spiritual development. In this body, as well, the valuable aspect of compassion is gain.

Remembering the agony of self-absorb, feeble attempt to gain control over two failed marriages, the voice inside my head, mistaken to believe to be the Holy Ghost, ordering me to endure 10,000 days of sackcloth and ashes aka self punishment. For five years following the brake up of my second attempt at marriage, I was plunge into a self-made dark pit of hell. I was tortured by my own self-made daemons, which mutilated my hands and face on a nightly basses. Feelings of worthlessness flooded my dark hellish mind constantly. The only relief from these self-made daemon was in public places and social gatherings.

The day I walked through the doors of the Living Enrichment Center was the day I emerge from my self-made dark hellish pit. As I progress on my journey towards the light, I remembered riding the bus to a house that had been converted into a healing space located on East Burnside Street. I opened the door and went inside and climbed the staircase to an upstairs room where a meeting was in progress. I opened the door to a candle lit room where people were singing about healing and peace. One lady with long dark hair, motions me to come in and have a seat. She warmly greeted me with a smile. There were a few others who seem to be a bit disturb or shock that she would allowed an outsider into their circle. I believe I crashed a Mystical Activism meeting.

I remembered my hostess passing out little 3 x 5 cards and begin a writing exercise. She asked the people in the circle to write a statement about how they would viewed them in one year. I remembered that invisible force taking my hand and writing the words:

“I am a Mystic. I am a Sage. I am a Avatar. I am a Master. The Universe is accelerating my awakening and my spiritual growth.”

I went home that night with a glowing fire in my heart. Ever since that night, I have seek out “Fire in the Heart” experiences. I have been to many rituals and healing circle ceremonies. I find myself addicted to “Fire in the Heart” ceremonies. I can’t get enough of them. I want to experience the “Fire in the Heart” every day. The day is at hand. The Kingdom of Heaven is at our doorstep waiting for us to open the door…Waiting to burst open the doors to our hearts. The Sacred Fire is the way to the “Fire in the Heart.”

By the way, you know that lady who greeted me with warm smile and welcomed me into her Mystical Activism circle, that was the Beloved Anakha Shannon Coman.

Love and Blessings.

Spiritual Networking

I going to be short and sweet tonight. I know you’ve been waiting for what new experience the Universe may bring you. I’ve felt these same yearning too. This I know, the Universe is ready to ratchet it up a notch…God and the Angels are bringing “Light-Minded” together all over the planet. All this for one purpose only, building of spiritual community. People are flocking to these spiritual communities for connection and healing. I have often wonder how two complete strangers come together by finding one another in a sea of billions, hook up and begin a journey together. I encounter two such people this evening. A male friend, whom I known since my LEC days, and a lady, who I’ve met for the first time tonight. Just by the feel of the energy of the conversation, I can tell these people have work to do before parting ways. I love the way Spirit works.

Love and Blessings

I Wonder What Would It Be Like?

What would it be like to forgive a long held grudge? What would it be like to untangle yourself from fear, resentment, and guilt? What would it be like to wish away all your shame and humiliation? What would it be like to release or to let go of every petty emotion you have ever felt in your body? What would it be like to love yourself like your own best friend? What would it be like to experience true freedom and perfection by letting go of all the negative baggage you’ve carried for years? What would it be like to be in silent meditation for forty days and forty nights? What would it be like to experience the flow of Loves presence hour by hour? What would it be like to have communion with Yeshua, The Divine from this point in your life forward, for the rest of your life? What would it be like to be in tune and alignment with the Universe and all manifestations were in synchronicity with your dreams and desires? What would it be like to lift and heal another soul?

What would you become? Would you become a Jesus, a Buddha, a Mohammad, and a Krishna? Who would you be? A enlighten soul, a Mystic, a Sage, an Avatar, a Master?

This is the state that can be reach when you become your Divine self, imparting your gifts of aliveness and wisdom. Go be in love with all of it!

Love and Blessings.

Chocolate Chip Cookies For The Divine

In honor of Ken Dueker, who may be leaving our presence shortly, I made four dozens chocolate chip tonight to share my Home Depot family. Ken Dueker, I'll miss your presence at Sabbath Tuesday. The first time I met Ken, was at LEC, in January 2004. Ken is a tell man with a gentle smile. This man knew how to love. This man knew how to show up and give his love to every one around him, Even when he didn't feel very good, he would always show that wonderful smile of his.

With ever chocolate chip I eat now, I'll think of you, Kan Dueker. That sweet taste of the Divine is waiting for you with open arms. Love and Blessins. Peter Manasseh

When You Think You're Right, You're Wrong!

Wow! I can't believe this. I'm getting all kinds support for my blog. My heart is overflowing with joy. Thank you, Anakha, for pushing me over the edge. shortly after publishing last night's blog, I got an e-mail from a man for whom I admire all my life. My Dad. He sent me this message:

Hi Peter,

Some none religious person said it long ago. "To thine own self be true"
which I always understood to mean do not blame others for your short comings, admit your mistakes, feel good about your successes, try not to worry about how you perceive others see you, have faith in yourself as you truly are.

I love you, Dad! I remembered for years, we would have intense and heated discussion about religion. I took the position that I had to be right. My religion was the only true religion. And every one else was wrong. After 30 years in that mind set, I see things very differently now. I had no idea, back than, my own father was more spiritual than I was. His spirituality surface a year ago during one of our evening walks around the golf course when I was recovering from my knee injury. The discussion was about religion melting away into nothing but spirituality. A peacefulness flow into my body and over my heart. I finally connected with my Dad.

A final parting thought for tonight. "To thine own self be true." This a fearless statement. There nothing to fear when you are true to yourself. You are true to God. "Have faith in yourself as you truly are." means to me; do the best with what you have.

Love and Blessings.

Know God And Go Crazy!

I think I just open a can of worms. My mentor just push me over the edge. This afternoon, I got to hang out with Anakhe and my good friend, Gene. We just hung out and had good time talking about our dreams and aberrations. The discussion center the creativity of writing. Writing stories...writing books...writing blogs, whatever writing does to connect you with the Devine. In this big heart of mine are many stories just waiting to be pour out on to the table for all to see. I was given a assignment, two years back, by my Spirit Guide. The assignment is to write a book, which I have been (I gotta go seek a big word from my spelling master) procrastinating to write.

Yeshua, I want to stop here and write about Gene. Gene is a big, open hearted guy, with big dreams. Gene is into digital media. Gene loves to make and produce videos. His big dream is to produce a DVD documentary about the connection with the Divine. This I know, because he filmed two hours at my birthday party, (October 1st) and two more hours this afternoon. I sure hope he's a good editor and gets my good side.

Peter, you're so vain!
Yeshua?
Nope. I'm Manasseh. Your higher-self, your God-self.
I feel Manasseh is harder on me than Yeshua. Manasseh, do you now realize we're live?
What do you mean, Peter? We are alive.
NO! I mean, Anakha and Gene came over to the apartment. Anakha discover my new blog on the computer. She sat down to read it.
"This is good stuff." she told me. "Is it going out to any one?"
"No. Not yet." I reply.
"Here, lets make e-mail list and publish the URL." Anakha grabs the keyboard from me and finds my contacts list.
"Okay Peter, who do you want on the list." Ask Anakha. First, she challenge me for twenty people on the list.
"How bout ten?" I said.
"15?" She negotiated with me.
"Okay. 15." We go through my contacts list. She adds two more e-mails of people who know me. We review the list of names and end up with 25 names.
"I shell give you the honors." Anakha said as she moves the mouse arrow over the "Send" button.
Here I am, bloging to the world, and talking to myself. People are going to think I'm crazy.
You are crazy, Peter. Anakha is crazy. Gene is crazy. This is the process what Andrew Harvey discribe to know God. To know the Divine from within.
I think I just have lost my mind. I have open up a can of worms.
You're in good company, Peter. Don't threat! Get over it.
I asked Anakha today, how she was doing? "I'm going crazy, Peter." She reply. "You want to join me?"
I have found my teachers, and I'm so grateful they are in my life. I'm back on the path again and going crazy.

Love and Blessings.

The Naked Truth

The theme of the day seems to be integrity. Anakha spoke about it in her blog. She describes it as radical honesty. As I read her blog every night, she reveals a little more of herself by peeling off the layers of her false-self. She adds in her blog, the build up of pain of being hurt and disappointment over the years, we develop masks and disguises as buffers to protect our hearts from being expose to the world.

In his last few discussions, Barry, has been describing ways of moving into higher levels of consciousness. Barry usese the metaphor of building a new building. Do we take short cuts and use inferior materials or do we use the best quality of the materials in our building? It will cost more in the long run for upgrades and repaires. Why not be in integrity now, by useing "Up front cost," which in turn we will have a more sustainable building or environment for our use and enjoyment?

What is Spirit trying to say to me? What is Yeshua teaching me? I ware a green necklace and pendulant to remind me who I am and the power I have. The first time I placed it around my neck, I can hear Spirit saying to me, "Integrity is Upmost." If I want to hang out with these "Light-Minded" people, I must step up to the plate and take full personal responsibility. To be in integrity...To expose the naked truth. I honor Anakha and Barry as my teachers. I love them.

Love and Blessings,

Shift

Last week, I move to a new bank. The church I attend, is moving to a different location. I feel a shift is coming. What does this mean to me? Something in my inner world is reflecting outwardly. I have notice recently how my thoughts seem to have shifted. Not to long ago, I can remember thinking...I'm a good person...there is nothing wrong with me...I am worthy...My Heavenly Father still loves me, even thuogh I left His earthly church.

Now, my thoughts are...I am the perfect love of God...Be still and know I am God...I am Manasseh, Mystical Healer, Light Warrior...Yes, I am a healer. I have manifasted one of my biggest dreams. I manifasted an Alaska cruise. I have manifasted the most awaken and beautiful souls I have ever met. I attend possibly the most dynamic spiritual community in the country. I am greatly influence by two great living souls who must be under the guidance of Yeshua. between the two, my soul vibrates with loves light healing peace.

Anahka S. Coman, what can I say about this woman. Wow, What a Goddess! A New Thought traveling minister. She is some one who does not have their own church, i.e. spiritual community. So, what does she do? She builds her own virtual spiritual community and blogs. I religiously read those blogs every night before bed. She feeds my soul by the way she expresses herself with her powerful wit and the command of language. A link to NakedHeart is found on this page. I regularly respone to her blog. One coment I made on 24 September 2007:

I want to command you for binging Anakha, authentic Anakha.
Bold, raw, and vulnerable.
I see the nakedness of Anakha lay out before us, in all her beauty.
So vulnerable before God...you and me.
Congratulations Anakha, you made it back...Back to the real you.
You see, when you learn to love yourself..Actually BEING in love with
yourself, then you are in love with God...Your Holy-BEINGness.
Revelations Of Christ, Paramahansa Yogananda, 2007. This is the book
you’re suppose to have in your hands.
With Love, Manasseh

Barry A. Dennis, Amazing genius, a big dreamer and manifaster. With his own church in a brand new building located in wilsonville, Oregon, Barry can dazzle the day lights out of his audience with his creative poetry, It's A New Day. Barry holds my soul spellbound by converting the ordinary into the extraordinary. What a gift this man has by teaching his congrates to "GO BE IT!"

Love and Blessings

The Holy Month of Ramadan

My Muslim friend and co-worker, Mohammad, invited me to fast with him this Friday morning. Ramadan is a Holy month for Muslims, where the devoted fasts from Sun up to Sun down, than partakes a celebratory meal each evening.

See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ramadan

I told Mohammad, I wasn't much of a faster, which is a throwback to my Mormon days. The Mormon church require its members to fast 24 hours or two meals. Than donate the proceeds for those two meals into a "Fast Offering Fund" for the church.

Fasting for 24 hours cause me great suffering. It was hard on my body, and my mind. All I can think about is food. Going without subsistence can inpede my proformance and my ability to funtion, and if gone long enough, I can become physcally sick. It's important for me to listen to my body.

I do want to honor my friend, Mohammad, and his religious faith by fasting six hours on this, the holist day of the week for Muslims. Mo, (the name we call him at work) You are God! May the Peace of God be with you.

Love and Blessings.

The Authentic Voice

Where did I get this voice? Did these words comes out of me? Who wrote these words?

"I am Manasseh, The Mystic Warrior. I have come from the Light of Universal Love, to this planet to participate in the great healing work of all beings that I shall come in contact during my time on Earth. I am healed and empowered by the invisible golden light that which is the Source called Love. That Source is called by many names. I am a powerful being, protected by the Angelic Realm that surrounds the planet Earth. I come with an open heart, and a willing mind to receive all wisdom that which is pass down from the great Mystics, Sages, Avatars, and Ascended Masters." 25 October 2005

What force cause me to write beautiful words?

"I believe in the invisible golden light that which is the Source called Love.
The Universal Light Source. Creator of all that is, seen and unseen.
I honor Elohim, the Highest of the Karma Lords.
I honor Yeshua as a Ascended Master and my Spirit Guide.
I honor Manasseh, the Light Warrior that dwells in me as one with you.
I honor Buddha, Jesus, Krishna, and Mahatma Gandhi as spiritual teachers.
And I shall pay tribute to His Holiness, the Dali Lama as he demonstrates
Peace against the violence that is a plague upon the Globe.
We are one with the planet, with every creature that dwells there on.
When we hurt one, we hurt all,

I believe in Spirit that is energy, which it cannot be destroyed or manipulated by the ego of man.
But is integrated for the service of holistic mediumship for the healing of the broken spirit.
The inherent need to connect in community brotherhood of man as in the world of spirits.
Without condemnation or judgment from any entity, but with personal responsibility can each individual soul can experience the whole spectrum of the human condition in several lifetimes and gain critical knowledge for its mastery devolvement through reincarnation.
We are God." 26 September 2006

Answer: The Inner voice. We all have it...It's in every one of us. Some called it their higher power. It comes from the center of your heart.

Love and Blessings to all