In the Christian religion, this is Holy week, and in my mind Easter is a day to remember one of the holiest occurrences in history. A person who repeatedly stated that he had the same abilities as everyone else was able to completely forgive those who mocked, tortured and killed him. He had the vision to remember that he was perfect love, a holy spirit, and free from any form. In three days he reclaimed his broken form, healed it and continued to use it to serve his Beloved Creator, teaching about forgiveness with a credential that was unparalleled. And I grouse when I feel misunderstood!!! Then I remember who I am because of the wonderful teachers who have lighted my way, and the miracles of love I have received.

 

It’s worth repeating that Jesus was able to forgive because he never forgot not only who he was, but who we were.  He was awake, but we were asleep. We were dreaming that we lived in a world where we were separated, so therefore there could be comparisons, and to prove that my thoughts were better, I grouped with people who shared my thoughts. But others who disagreed also grouped together. When we couldn’t agree, we fought. We judged, we mocked, we tortured and sometimes killed others, for what?

 

In “A Course in Miracles” text under “Holy Week” it states, “A week is short, and yet this holy week is the symbol of the whole journey the Son of God has undertaken. He started with the sign of victory [the palms], the promise of the resurrection, already given him. Let him not wander into the temptation of crucifixion, and delay him there. Help him to go in peace beyond it, with the light of his own innocence lighting his way to his redemption and release. Hold him not back with thorns and nails when his redemption is so near. But let the whiteness of your shining gift of Lilies [remembering his True Self] speed him on his way to resurrection.”

 

Let the miracles come! Thirty-two years ago on the Sat. before Easter I was driving my car from New Market, VA to VA Beach, VA. and I entered an alternate reality. I sensed a webwork of maybe etheric bonds between me and all the other drivers on the road, my sleeping son in the back seat, and everyone else! I felt connected to a loving Presence I call Beloved Creator. I was just in peace. I’ve been told that at Eastertime the veil is thinner between the Spirit world, and this 3D world. Find some time to pray, giving thanks that we were made as perfect love, and will always remain so. Ask to remember it. It will change your life.