When God Pinched My Toe - Part 3: Ascension Preparations

I have been given an important channeled message to share with all of you.

 I was awakened in the middle of the night, again with the usual pain in my toe, and wrote down what I heard. I have sent it in its entirety here. Please read carefully - the words are chosen with care to explain clearly what is to come. If you wish to send questions or comments, please do.

It began:

“I have something to tell you.

There will be an important event in 2012. Soon.

The heavens will open to welcome all Earth beings (humans and creatures of all kinds). Some have called it Ascension. It will be an opportunity for all the people of Earth to elevate to a higher plane of consciousness.

This does not mean death, or the transition to other dimensions that your kind has experienced in the past at the moment of leaving their Earth bodies and rejoining me.

This will be a transition which will involve moving through the veil of time and space to a higher dimension. It will not take place in an instant or an hour. It will be more gradual than that, to give everyone time to make the choice to ascend of their own free will. It will be a joyful event, with whole families, or even whole communities making the transition together.

I am asking you to begin preparing your friends neighbors and especially your clients and people who read your website articles, for this event. You may post this letter I am dictating to you, and others I will give you in the coming weeks.

I am that I am.  I am the one you have known as God, Jehovah, Allah, Yahweh.

It is my wish that every soul on planet Earth be included in the ascension.

I understand that there will be those who are frightened or reluctant to make any shift to something that is unknown to them, but if they refuse, they will miss the historic galactic moment - the opportunity to join all their own kind in a momentous transition to a higher level of experience.

You will remain in your bodies but you will experience an exhilaration and lightness of the sort few of you have ever experienced before. You, Kathryn, have practiced with me and the spirit friends I have created for you. You have traveled with me across the Universe and felt the lightness and exhilaration and wonder of seeing the heavens as I do. You will be able to prepare people for their experience of Ascension.

When the time comes, I will be there with you, with all the Earth beings, and with the one you call Mother Earth herself. All willing beings will move gently: There will be no thunder or lightening, no End of theWorld chaos and destruction as your movies have portrayed. Parts of your material world will make the transition with you - those objects and creations which have been created in Light will move with you to the higher plane.

You want examples, Kathryn. Your book, which I encouraged - no, commissioned you to write - and others I have had a hand in creating, and yes, those structures which bring pleasure and spiritual substance to people will remain in some form. Your gardens and foests, rivers and oceans will continue to exist to sustain your bodies, which will continue to need some of the nutrition you currently need, although there will be major changes there.

The dark elements of your culture and your lives will be left behind. The levels of material greed and selfishness will become more and more difficult to sustain and will drop away as you elevate together toward a more loving experience of being together without the artificial differences you have previously imposed on yourselves and each other.

Wealth as you have previously known it will cease to exist, although commerce and trade will continue, it will exist for the greater good, not for the profit of the few as you have seen more and more in recent years in America and in the other so-called developing countries. Money and other financial currencies as you have known them will no longer exist.

I am doing this now to spare you the apocalypse you have designed into your economic and environmental systems. As many of you have known, your so-called progress has poisoned your planet to the point where she can no longer continue to struggle alone against your destructive tendencies to expand, consume and overpopulate, and to poison your air, water and food with monstrously abnormal substances, which you all ingest against my will and my original plan for your healthy existence on Earth.

I am especially concerned about the tendency of those in power in recent years who try to impose their misconceived religious views and prejudices, which they attribute to me. I especially decry the tendency to require young women to marry against their will or to have children whom they are not prepared or ready to raise. It has caused me to have to encourage willing souls to join with those developing fetuses, when the period of gestation nears completion, to sacrifice themselves to lives as unwanted or traumatized children. It is not my wish that any woman or man be forced to raise a child. It is a sacred endeavor, intended to be accepted with an open heart and a loving family’s support, not with dread or resentment. I care for all souls, here with me and there on Earth, and it is not my way to force painful duties of parenting upon my dear children when they are not ready or willing to do so.

It is also not my way to disapprove of or discourage any sexual activity or orientation which is intended to bring pleasure and joy to the participants. It is my gift to you, this pleasure of the body, which I bestow freely, to men and women alike, without conditions. I wish for you to enjoy these gifts without guilt or judgment.

You are not alone in the Multiverse. At this time, beings of similar for (human, and similar beings), have gathered around your planet to help me and to aid you in every way they can. There are visible in the skies from time to time many ships of varying sizes, bringing many beings who wish to take part in this Earth ascension, which will have a rippling effect throughout the galaxies and many planets and Universes beyond your current technology to detect. This will be a unique event in the history of the Multiverse, unlike any before it.

I do not wish to discuss what provisions have been made for those reluctant souls who may choose not to ascend with us. It is my hope that all will choose to transition in the spirit of love and Light to join the new community in which all souls will take their rightful places in love and light, a shared community of equal and free beings.

This will require no thought or preparation for the other species of flora and fauna of your planet. They are well prepared because of thier natures to follow me into a new level of existence. It will be as breathing for them, and for those of you who hae lived lives in love and service to others.

You have a sweet child’s song which stirs the heart deeply when children sing it: “Jesus wants me for a sunbeam, to shine for him each day...” Yes, Jesus was my representation on your planet, as were many others over the centuries, including Buddha, Mohammed, many of your prophets and saints, and also many unknown to you at this time. All have brought my message of love. Be aware: There is no difference between them, no one religion which teaches my word in a way that is true to my intentions.

I have tried to teach you unconditional love. That is my way. I do not wish to judge or punish, as you do with each other. That is not my way.

I come in peace, as do my legions of angels, (who, by the way, are very skillful at handling their fleets of space ships). There will be many beings here on Earth in the coming weeks and months to help you make the transition, leaving behind many of the ways you have become accustomed to as you move to a higher vibrational level.

Do not cling, with anxiety and fear, to what you have known. Especially do not cling to what you have accumulated in piles of what you call wealth. It is meaningless. Only those beings and elements which contain the essence and the vibration of love will ascend. You will need nothing more.

Be prepared to be free of the troublesome elements of your cultures which have fostered hatred and divisiveness. These will drop away and become useless. Open your hearts and minds to accept my gifts. Look to your own essence - your sacred life force - to guide you.

We are all connected. We are one, in love. Turn to your neighbors, your friends, and especially to the children. Show them by example that you are made of the spirit of light - my essence - and that you are ready and joyful and willing to move, hand in hand, heart joined to heart, to a higher level of existence. I will become more visible to you, as I already have to many.

You are my own. I love you one and all. In your transition you will come closer to me. I embrace you, as I do all the souls who will elevate from their present state to a higher level - those who are there on Earth with you, and those in other dimensions and levels of growth. All will ascend, moving closer to a joining - a great expansion of love.

I do not wish to scandalize you with my analogy, but I believe it is something you will grasp most easily: I have given you the ability to experience what you call orgasms within the experience of love. That elevation of the senses and joy of the body has prepared you for the coming event, which i have thought of in amused moments as a Cosmic Orgasm. Prepare with a light heart to experience the wonderful expansion of love which is to come.

I will send you my messages of love through this channel and others as seems helpful or necessary.

Go in peace, live in love.

I am that I am. Je suis que je suis.”

When God Pinched My Toe, Part 1: Editing With Hemingway

I can't explain what follows - this channeled information.  Nothing in my training or upbringing explains what I have learned and experienced. It's not the sort of thing I'm used to writing about for all the world to read. I had traditional training as a psychologist, have always been interested in science, and never felt an affinity with any particular religion. In fact, the negative effect of dogmatic organized religion is one of the things I discussed in my book.

The stories I will tell and the experiences I describe are based on what I know because it happened to me, not based in any belief system. It is simply my story, the things I have seen and felt. I have no explanation for what I describe here, except that I have spent 40 years working to be clear, and to operate in the center of my brain, as I have taught under the title of Visual Centering. I have described the technique in Chapter 7 of the book, and explained why it can create powerful and permanent change. It has opened my mind and my heart to empathy and communication in a new way.

For the last 10 years or so, I have been increasingly aware of my own psychic abilities, which I had abandoned as a teenager out of fear of being “different.”   Ideas, images, whole sentences and lines of music come into my mind with no previous thought on my part, as if I have walked into a room and hear a conversation addressed to me. I became used to experiencing this and used it when I was working with therapy clients. I would frequently be given information about family issues, the client’s hopes and dreams, or especially the emotional obstacles that hold them back.  All this proved to be astonishingly accurate and helpful. It would often be accompanied by a “whoosh” - an electrical charge that ripples through my body, like a shiver, but without the cold. I learned to interpret it as “Yes!” an affirmation that I was on the right track.

I began exploring psychic phenomena, took part in channeling sessions with a medium who introduced me to conversations with my own spirit guides - the best teachers - and I began a warmly cooperative relationship with Joey the psychic, who also put me in touch with my mother, a remarkably healing adventure I described in the book in chapter called "Awakening." Over the years, the experience of contact with Spirit entities gradually came to feel less weird and more matter-of fact, even commonplace.

About a year and a half ago, as I was spending many hours at my desk editing and re-writing my book, “Who Needs Light,” I experienced a huge shift in the kind of information I was receiving. My computer acted as if it had a mind of its own. I would return from a break to find small circles marking passages that I could see needed to be expanded upon or rewritten. Whole phrases and sentences would pop into my mind as I sat down to write.

Increasingly, I found that when I tried to do the final formatting, lines would move around, titles would be underlined, and editing marks would appear. At first, I struggled to make it stop. I wanted to be done, but wasn’t able to finalize anything. It was alternately amazed and infuriated. What was happening? At first I thought it was my old computer acting up, but when editing marks appeared, and words would disappear the instant after I typed them, I began to suspect some kind of weird other-worldly intervention.

Finally I stopped, pushed back my chair and said, “All right. Who’s messing with my computer?” I heard a voice, as clear as if it was someone in the room with me, say, “Hemingway.” “What? As in Ernest?” “Yes, it’s Ernie.” I sensed other presences in the room. “Are you my editing committee?” “Yes.” “And you can make my computer act like that?” “Yes, I thought you’d never ask.” “Okay, show me how you do that.” I typed a line. The last word vanished. I typed it again. It vanished again, and again. “Okay, I can use your help.” Henceforth, Ernie took charge of shortening my sentences, among other things.

I had read about the White Brotherhood (as in light, not skin color), in the writings of Machaelle Wright, whose work with nature spirits has become a ground-breaking guide for gardeners and natural healers. I knew the White Brotherhood as a group of spirit guides who are there for medical help, but I hadn’t been aware of other groups. I was told that the Hemingway group were assigned to help me, and yes, they were from the White Brotherhood. At that point, I decided to relax and enjoy the ride. I was delighted to find that the group included Frieda and Eric Fromm, Emily Bronte, and later, e.e. cummings, who helped with the poems. What followed was an arduous but frequently hilarious project which became an intimate collaboration. I always kept final editing authority about how things would be written, but there was not a line or a chapter that wasn’t commented upon or guided by my committee.

I was always amazed to find that I could hear, sometimes distinctly, as when they underlined a chapter title and gave me a suggestion for a new one. Other times, the communication seemed vague or garbled, like a bad cell phone connection. Eventually, Amos, my mentor and friend who had developed and taught me the Visual Centering techniques, and who had passed eight years earlier, became my constant companion in the writing process and throughout the days in between. I felt as though I had become a member of a large and loving family - one that challenged me, prodded me, and then comforted me when I was tired or frustrated.

Frequently, our conversations continued long into the night, even as I slept, or during quiet times as I walked my dog. I asked questions about where they were (Gaia), whether they could see in the dark (no), whether they could hear my thoughts (yes), whether they could smell the flowers (yes), if they ever slept (no), if they missed being in a body (no), and what their hopes and dreams were (all positive and loving). As our relationship grew, I began to feel great affection for those beings who were helping me (and frequently giving me a hard time).

Every time I thought I was nearing the end, I would be given another assignment, like “Now you must rewrite all the poems so that they rhyme,” “But Walt Whitman didn’t rhyme his poems!” “You’re not Walt Whitman.” “Okay, okay, I’ll do it, but it will take months...” “It doesn’t matter. It will be a better book.” Or “There is another chapter you need to include,” and the chapter called “The Christ We Never Knew” was dictated to me. It appears verbatim, as I received it.

Although I had accepted this strange and fascinating adventure, I still sometimes had a wave of incredulity, “Am I imagining things? Is this all a dream?” Then I would remember an idea or a line from a poem and accept that those bits definitely didn’t come from my imagination. I was often astonished, confused, or annoyed by their constant interventions, especially when I was awaked from a deep sleep with a new idea or song playing loudly in my head. Sometimes it would leave me laughing out loud, or bring me to tears, as when they began playing, “Yoooou send me, Darlin,‘ yooooou send me, honest you do, honest you do....Whoooawohoooh....” It was a song I hadn’t heard in years, and was definitely not a part of my humming repertoire, but there it was, washing over me like a wave of unconditional love. I had never felt so tickled, or so utterly affirmed.

Eventually, I talked with my spirit guides about the possibility of opening my channels so that I could hear better. I wanted to be able to carry on our conversations without the static or missed communications, and I offered to use the abilities only in the service of others. I was told it was possible, that I could be given clearer reception, that very night. What ensued was an astonishing neurological process which required weeks of healing and hard work on my part, but which resulted in a deep and clear connection with what I think of as “the other side.”

My learning process continues. I am learning how to talk about the things I have seen and heard, without fear of being seen as some sort of freak. There seem to be many others in recent years who are developing psychic powers, and who are willing to talk about their experiences. Wayne Dyer and John Kabat-Zinn, among others, have brought spirituality and science to the world in practical new forms.

Scientists, especially physicists on the forefront, are affirming the presence of what they sometimes call “the God particle,” and people from all persuasions are beginning to be curious about our connections to a Higher Power, and to those loved ones who have left this physical realm but who seem to be still a presence in our lives. Since I was given the gift of insatiable curiosity, I pursue these new forms of knowledge like a dog after a bone, and each time I affirm my wish to be of service, I am given new assignments and surprising information.

During recent weeks, I have been aware that the clamor of voices has gradually dimmed, and my questions are met with silence. At the same time, I feel an increase in what I have always thought of as “intuition” - a sense of just knowing what I need to do, where I need to go, and what to say. I have felt physical symptoms, like a jab in my side, or a sudden muscle cramp, accompanied by a wave of warmth and love that I can only describe as a love-blast.

Last week, I was awakened during the night with a screaming pain in my second right toe. It is a place that has occasionally ached in an irritated-nerve way after driving a long time, or wearing the wrong shoes, but it has never been painful. This night the pain was constant and unavoidable. At the same time, I became aware of a conversation going on in my brain, completely in French. I resisted awakening - I wanted to sleep! - but the pain became excruciating. I dragged myself out of bed and got a pen and paper and began writing down what I heard.

It began, "Je suis que je suis. (I am that I am), and again,
  "Je suis que je suis."

And now I will discontinue my story in order to find a friend or a way to write French words on my computer so that I can translate for you what I heard, and why it was given to me in French (not my first language, by any means).

When God Pinched My Toe, Part 2: God's Message to Emily

In the previous posting I promised the translation of a message that was given to me in French. It follows here, a direct translation from the message that was dictated to me in the middle of the night, when God pinched my toe to wake me up.

In it God makes a reference to the encounter with Moses, when God tells Moses to go to Egypt and lead his people to safety. But Moses, feeling unsure about how to get the people to follow him, asks who he should say sent him. God says to tell them he is "I am that I am."

At the end of this part of the message, God also had a message for me. I was told to go with his love, and to go out and tell all the world what I have heard, and what I know.

Here is the message to my friend, and to all of us:

Ecoute-moi que tu peux crois.
Listen to me, that you may believe.

Je suis que je suis.
I am that I am.

Ta maman est ici avec moi. Elle envoie de l’amour à sa petite Emmie qui ne croie pas. 
Your mama is here with me. She sends love to her little Emmie who doesn’t believe.

Je suis Makarta. Makarta est malheureuse que tu penses qu’elle n’existe pas.
(Makarta was a channeled spirit whom Emily had spoken with.)
I am Makarta. Makarta is unhappy that you think she doesn’t exist.

Tu est satisfaite de toi, mais tu aimes ceux qui sont difficile à aimer. C’est pour cela je te commend. Merci. (Three names of friends and lovers as examples). 
You are self-satisfied, but you love those who are difficult to love. For that I commend you. Thank you.

Souviens-toi de tout. Quand tu voies une sourie, c’est moi. Quand tu voies un grand oiseau prédateur, (l’aigle), c’est moi. Le vent, c’est moi, et le soleil, c’est moi.
Remember this. When you see a mouse, that’s me. When you see a great bird of prey, the eagle, thats me. The wind, that’s me, and the sun, that is me.

Makarta est malheureuse que tu doutes. Tu connais Makarta, et encore tu protestes. J’envoie du succès, tu ne croies pas. J’envoie des désastres, tu ne croies pas. Tes yeux sont fermés et tu souffres de cécité.
Makarta is unhappy that you doubt. You know Makarta, and still you protest. I send success, you don’t believe. I send disaster, you don’t believe. Your eyes are closed and you suffer blindness.

Je suis que je suis.
I am that I am

Moses m’a vu dans le désert. (I see vision of burning bush, Moses).
Moses saw me in the desert.

Ta mère me voit dans tes yeux. Pourquoi pas toi? (I feel sadness in my eyes.)
Your mother saw me in your eyes. Why don’t you? 

Souviens: La souris, c’est moi, l’agneau, c’est moi. Le poulet, c’est moi, la fourmi (I see an ant) et le grain de sable, c’est moi. Le dard de l’insecte, c’est moi. Et encore tu te refuses à croire.
Remember: The mouse, that’s me, the lamb, that’s me, the chicken, that’s me, the ant, that’s me, and the grain of sand, that’s me. The bite of the insect, that’s me. And still you refuse to believe.

(My dog is howling softly in his sleep. He just learned this skill a few days ago.)

Le petit chien chante pendant son sommeil; il me voie.
The little dog sings in his sleep; he sees me.

Je pince Kathryn qu’elle se soulève. Ecoutes-moi: je vais te pincer aussi.
I pinch Kathryn so that she will rise up (elevate herself). Listen to me: I’m going to pinch you too.

Ton frère n’aime pas parce qu’il pense que ton père - le non-amour de ton père - c’est l’amour. Tu sais mieux que ca. 
Your brother doesn’t love because he thinks that your father - the non-love of your father - that’s love. You know better than that.

Arrêtes l'angoisse, l’anxiété.
Stop worrying; stop the anxiety.

Je te soutiens. Tu peux m’elever dans ta vie, dans tes pensées. 
I sustain you. You can elevate me in your life, in your thoughts.

Continues avec amour ou souffrance. C’est ton choix. La joie, c’est moi.
Go with love, or with suffering. It is your choice. Joy, that is me.

Mes enfants, acceptez mes cadeaux, que vous soyez joyeux.
My children, accept my gifts, so that you will be joyful.

C’est tout. C’est moi. 
C’est tout. C’est moi.
That’s all. That’s me.