Apr 24

Damning the Least of My Brothers



I cried myself to sleep the other night because a girl on YouTube chastised me in public humiliation. I had defended a radio talk show host, a dear brother in Christ, after she declared him an anti-christ because he happens to reference the New International Version of the bible instead of the almighty King James Version. As if the all-powerful God could only communicate the true spirit of Christ through a single set of rules in grammar and usage in one language based on one Hebrew text, she was horrified by my indiscretion and said to me, “Why do you even bother calling yourself a Christian?” I thought perhaps she might be right. Who am I to believe that I am good enough for Christ, especially since I don’t even own a King James Bible and like to use the English Standard Version instead?

Since I again decided to commit myself to the Lord Jesus Christ, sadly I’ve re-entered a space of self-loathing and self-doubt. I remember this is the very reason why I had left the church to begin with, (and not the first time). It is not under Christ’s judgment that I suffer, for his perfect judgment is above the Law while still supporting the Law.  But, rather, my pain is inflicted by my fellow man with his incontestable interpretations of the law. There is no bloodier battlefield than amongst the different Christian sects of the world. Everyone believes they have the correct and only understanding of Jesus’ words and therefore are the sole inheritors of Jesus’ promised kingdom of heaven. Many Christians believe that they alone, over other ill-informed Christian brothers and sisters, are inferring the exact truth of what God said, meant and intended. Most of all, those who do have the best biblical understanding are by far the haughtiest boasters and the most condemning finger-pointers at sinners.


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Spittin’ images of the Pharisees are they. With fervor they uphold the law but forget that it is through faith that we are saved through grace. They cannot see that the story repeats itself continually in every age until finally learned once and for all by humanity itself. These lawful but judgmental Christians are not singled out by God as better. They forget that they are part of this human race and we are all God’s creation. They act as if they have transcended the human state somehow. As if the hierarchy begins with God, then his angels, then his chosen elect. The rest of us poor, unclean bastards who didn’t quite get the complex subtleties of the bible or hear in time Jesus’ calling to follow him, are damned to eternal hell. But where is the love?

While I always saw God as a personal God, I wasn’t sure that he indeed offered a sacrificial lamb, Jesus his Son. I am realizing why. Because although I believed it was truly possible, for God could do anything, I simply could not be who I was, flaws and all, in the world of Christianity. “The rules” were always so hurtful to me and forced me to suppress every part of myself that would unleash my potential and free me from my chains. If I honored my father and mother to the letter of the law, for instance, I would never have chosen to wander outside my front lawn. They were so overprotective that I had to fight every battle with ferociousness to claim my right to move forward into the world and follow God’s voice beyond the boundaries of the church’s pews.




But while these restrictions could be located in the bible text itself, the ways in which others attempted to enforce these rules were the most debilitating to me. Not like Christ at all–so aggressive and disdainful they were spoken, scornfully reminding me of my worthlessness. While Jesus reminded us of God’s merciful forgiveness, I heard from TV preachers repeatedly how we were all going to hell if we did not repent, repent, repent! I was unsure that I had the strength to do so, nor even the know-how. What exactly was I repenting for? Was it breaking a few rules or guidelines in the bible, or something much deeper than that?

A soft-hearted artist, I saw the blessed soul of humanity and the spark of light in everyone; always able to see the good over the bad, I felt this was a virtue of mine. I believed that God spoke to me through many people who crossed my path, and definitely the lowliest—from homeless beggars I walked by on the New York City streets, to low-income, agitated commuters on the buses and trains I rode, to the sad and bitter loners in my art classes who had given up on the cruel world—the real wretched and depressed. I knew that since Jesus loved them, I was ok with associating with this pathetic crowd. And I knew that Jesus would love me also if I should stumble. I had a choice: either I could venture forth into the world amongst the sinners with whom I had compassion, not worrying too much about their influence on me and judging not their acts. Or, I could stay and hang around those who judged me with stabbing, righteous indignation. If I hated myself when I was around other Christians who interpreted the word of God for me, then I would reject Christians and the Word, for it held very little meaning or truth for me if it hated me so much. My rejection was not an act of betrayal of God in as much as an act of self-preservation of my own heart. I might have been lacking in faith, but I had a passion to seek and find the truth. What I knew for sure was that there was a God. I was just unsure about his nature.

My spiritual journey understandably took me into the all-accepting arms of the New Age. I embraced the shared understanding how many of us, so hurt and stomped on by the Judeo-Christian religion, were in need of great healing and self-forgiveness. Through this journey to self-acceptance and self-love, some many beautiful things happened. I learned that I was good enough to be me. I learned that others around me could be good too, even if they had not reached their higher potential yet of their healed and whole self. Therefore I learned to love the judgers. I learned that God was guiding my steps, and that I should listen for his voice, and that in every place I found myself there was a lesson needed to be learned to bring me closer to him. I learned to trust God.




I learned that if I remained still enough in nature, I could hear the whispers of the wind and the calmness of my heart, which was in direct connection to the Great Spirit, or the Holy Spirit. I learned to recognize God’s orchestration in the beautiful synchronicity of all things, his magnificent masterpiece of life’s parts working together. I learned to notice the depth of his divine mind in patterns of his exquisite creation, from the smallest Fibonacci sequence in the most modest seashell to the most grandiose expression of God’s imagination in his infinite expansive universe of the stars in their galaxies. I learned all these things all the while forgetting who Christ was.

And then on one good day, when I was communing with my inner spirit—a spirit that always guided me in safety through dark alleys of drug users, through the Hindi idol-worshipping lost souls of India, through the critical and godless psychoanalysis of Western medicine—I realized that it was the Holy Spirit that was guiding me the whole time. And I believe this is the voice that all those who are pure in heart hear. “For they shall see God,” Jesus said, as I always had—seeing God in everything and everyone.  On that fateful day I heard the words, “Jesus is Lord.” What? I said. How could that really be true? I finally had found the nature of what God really is—the Divine force, the Highest Source, the Sacred Expression of the Universe, the One, the Great Spirit, the personal guiding hand to love. How was there room for a “Son of God?”



“Jesus is Lord,” I kept hearing. I pulled out a special Time magazine I happened to pick up at the grocery store, “Mysteries of the Bible,” along with a copy of a dusty old bible off my shelf, (one that some born-again Christian gave me in the hopes that I would be saved one day). I asked questions of God all the time and would flip open random books I had nearby to receive just the right answers, and it always worked. I was always fed the spiritual food I had needed. But when I lived with my parents a decade ago and tried to do this with the bible, I was always at a loss. It seemed so sterile and dead, spirit-less and uninspiring. But on this day, all my questions were answered in those biblical words, and through these answers loud and clear was pronounced God’s glory. And then I fell to my knees finally in true repentance.

From that point onward, I vowed to never deny Christ as Lord rejecting all that could not fit in that framework, but allowing to remain all the beautiful things I had gained so far along my personal journey that did not take away from Christ. Many truths I had learned gave life to his words and substance to his message as it added to the grace of his Father in heaven. I realized that no, I should not worship God’s creation, but to honor and respect it with utmost humility and thankfulness, just as the Native Americans had, is God’s wish. Through this sacred appreciation, the awe of God is nurtured and infused into our hearts with gratefulness for his manna of life. God’s true nature is not found in explaining him away in esoteric literature, reading between the lines into oblivion and infinite gnosis, but rather, in the heart. In compassion over judgment, with understanding over close-minded certainty, with love over persecution, with acceptance over exclusion, with humility over self-righteousness. This is how I personally choose to live in Christ. I accept myself in Christ as I know he accepts me, flaws and all. I will each day attempt to grow in sanctification for him, but I won’t imitate the spirit of the righteous, but the humility of the sinners. With appreciation and love, I will come to know many wherever they may be along the road back to Christ.




I didn’t decide one day to repent. God showed me how. And he allowed me to be ready and see what I needed to see. This is God’s ability. He finds us, not the other way around. God will attempt to reach every single one of us in his own way before Christ’s return, and in a way that each person can hear him. It is not by one way alone that we hear God’s voice, and I don’t mean to say that there are many paths to God, no. But there are many paths that God takes to reach US to lead us to Christ. He uses tongues, he uses law, he uses grace, he uses our brothers and sisters, nature, and a variety of circumstances and divinely orchestrated synchronicities so that we may finally notice him and accept him into our lives. Who are we to judge how he reaches all his children? As long as we unite under the one umbrella of Jesus Christ, his Son, who are we to walk in pride and judgment, wishing people to hell, warning them of their certain damnation as if only we can save them from God’s wrath? If there is one thing the New Agers can agree on, it’s that God above all else is love.

The Pharisees were equal to the godless Romans for they both had a hand in crucifying the Lord. And now they continue to do so, for as Jesus says, “Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.” (Matthew 25:40, ESV). So continue to crucify him my fellow exemplary Christians, for just as Jesus had to reinterpret the Law for the Pharisees, he shall be reinterpreting it for all of us upon his second coming. For it is not because we are perfect in the law that we are promised his grace, but rather it is because of our faith, however weak it may be: “Now before faith came, we were held captive under the law, imprisoned until the coming faith would be revealed.  So then, the law was our guardian until Christ came, in order that we might be justified by faith. But now that faith has come, we are no longer under a guardian, for in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through faith.” (Galatians: 2:23-26, ESV).



Be guided by your understanding but don’t be too certain that you know the glory of God’s full plan of salvation. I expect that Jesus Christ and his Father have yet another card to pull for bringing the whole lot of us to our knees in absolute amazement of their glory. For when his true magnificence and exaltation is revealed, when we discover the true might of his forgiveness and depth of his love for all his children, it will not be just those who read the KJV or who adhere perfectly to the law who will be saved. Instead, we will not only shout in repentance for our sins, but we will also collapse in united and dumbfounded humility for our arrogance in thinking that God’s love for us was as little as we imagined. And we will thank the heavens that it was greater than the love we give to one another.






Apr 04

The Catholic Dilemma, Part 1: Catholic Style

 Catholic Style


My mother’s only wish when I had my son Jack was, “Please, just let him make his First Holy Communion so I can see him walk down the aisle in a little white suit.” I had long since relinquished any allegiance to Catholicism, the religion I was born into. And because of the numbness I experienced throughout years of monotonous, sacramental and ritualistic jargon inside the church, much seeming utterly irrelevant to my own life, I had even put the importance of Christ aside. I had accepted him as a good man, an extraordinarily holy one, a social revolutionary. I had no certainty on whether or not he had resurrected; it didn’t seem to really make a difference to me because I had heard of so many ascended masters in India. I even contemplated that he might have been an alien who was sent here on a special mission to improve our human race, to help us wake up into love.

I thought the true path to God was realizing the God within. In my pursuit of many different meditative and mystical experiences, coming to know the “force” of the goodness of the universe, feeling it, sensing it, becoming it, I have come to see that this experience of God-energy is a sad copy of what true understanding of God really is. To my own surprise, within this last year I have relinquished my pantheistic ideologies, because as I continued to study further into New Age texts, I came across some very dark secrets in its foundations, (which I will get into in another article). So I walked away from the spiritual path I had followed devotedly for decades, which sadly in the end, revealed itself to me as a road to nowhere.

Upon coming back home to Christ, I did not come home to Catholicism. I am absolutely aware of the flaws of this massively organized and too often covertly political religion. But here I am 8 years after I scoffed at my mother’s comment when Jack was born, (and an exact 20 years after I ran off to India in the hopes of finding a holy guru), sitting in a Catholic Church pew. I have been attending and even enjoying weekly mass– something only a few months ago I swore I would never ever do again, even if I had returned to Christianity in some fashion. So now that I am a renewed Christian, I want to hear the Word and praise his name. Then why return to the Catholic mass and not attend a bible based church instead? Well because I have a whole internet community of Charismatic video makers, church history and prophecy scholars, and Born-Again bloggers I can learn from. I have the bible I can read myself, allowing the Holy Spirit to speak to me through it. But to get a fancy feel for Christ? Only a Catholic mass can provide that.

Sitting through the mass can be woefully painful, but when it is done correctly, it can be most humbling and heart-warming. It doesn’t have the jazzy feel of a mega-church, nor the folksy grit as some friendly Protestant sects might. It lacks the spirited heart of Charismatic movers and impassioned Baptist sermonizers. Rather, it is plain and routine. But it has a sort of calm, reverential approach to spending time with God. There’s just the correct balance between the Liturgy of the Word and the Liturgy of the Eucharist. It feels simple and right. But what I truly love most is its beauty and sensory appeal. There is nothing more lovely than Catholic hymns. Smells of burning incense, the sharing of the body and blood of Christ, the exquisitely carved relief storytelling of the Passion of Christ upon the Stations of the Cross all provide for me the bridge between heaven and earth, between God and his creation.

Nothing compares to the awe I feel when gazing upon the massive radiance of beautifully painted stained-glass windows; perhaps akin to watching a visually brilliant movie upon an IMAX screen. Emblazoned on the raised ceiling at my church are masterfully painted details depicting Christ’s heroic tale of betrayal, suffering, risen glory and final kingship on the right hand of the Father. Is this idol worship? Not in the slightest. It is adoration for the epic story of God’s Son, Jesus Christ. And oh yeah, I am also an artist. It’s called appreciation for beauty. Are we artists, even in the name of Jesus Christ, ever going to be allowed to express ourselves without guilt and retribution?

I feel sorry for the rigid Protestant who is afraid to enter the Sistine Chapel for fear of going to hell if his heart should stir when contemplating such artistic talent, a gift that is given by God with the expectation to be used. In witnessing in person the imagery of the angels and demons in Michelangelo’s painting of The Last Judgment, I wept like a baby. For the first time in my life, the Book of Revelations came alive with the breath of God’s imagination and suddenly held meaning for me. Should we not enjoy expressing ideas about God, bringing them into form and sharing these with one another? If the work is truly inspired by the Lord, should we not trust in its sanctity? Michelangelo’s Pieta is far removed from the Illuminati entertainment industry’s idea of art, and yet we invite that into our lives without a second thought. Manmade ideas of heroes and villains in cartoons and movies move us into excitement, but Christians shun compelling works of art that make us think about God because we are associating it with Old Testament references to pagan idols?


Don’t get me wrong. When I used to take a peek into my great grandmother’s tiny bedroom off the side of the kitchen and see all those pictures and statuettes of the saints of the church, I found it to be revolting. I always sensed a strange spirit essence in the air, like we were all being watched by something enshrouding us in ignorance and deception. Amidst all this weird imagery of holy haloed people, I found none of it to make sense. Praying to them meant praying to one who prays. Why was I honoring someone else for connecting to Jesus? Shouldn’t I be connecting to Jesus myself? Catholic imagery can border on the peculiar and mythical, almost in the same vein as Hindu god worship. But the difference is substantially clear. The saints serve one God, Jesus Christ. And Catholics just dig them for it. Sadly, Catholics often don’t think themselves as “good enough to be a saint,” (a phrase I often heard from my mother), so therefore, they cannot get close enough to hear God’s personal voice.

When I went to India and was befallen with a serious, life-threatening illness, I heard God give me instructions on how to get home. I followed his voice one step at a time, all the while completely scared out of my wits not knowing if the voice I was following was either a devil or an angel, and I prayed to the heavens it was an angel. I got home. I was saved. But it took me years to remember what that voice sounded like again because all around me I was bombarded with strange sensory input. Not only was there the standard old-fashioned imagery of robed and sandaled saints in Catholicism, but now the Eastern fever had moved in. I needed to sort through a whole new pantheon of icons and motifs. Stories of heroes and gods shown through Hindu art, and a whole slew of hocus-pocus paraphernalia that helped you space out into no-man’s land offering you nothing more than drums, trances and yoga stances. It took me decades to recover my connection to the Holy Spirit. Let’s not blame my betrayal of Jesus entirely on pictures of the Virgin Mary. At least that gives you an “idea” of the holiness of God’s Kingdom. (By the way, Catholics do not worship the Virgin Mary as a Queen of Heaven, that’s more of a term of endearment.)

If anything the Catholic Church can be credited with, it’s bringing Christ to community and cultural communities to Christ. Many Catholic countries have been traditionally poor and peasant, many have been from the Mediterranean and Hispanic cultures. So Italians like to get cross tattoos? So what? Jesus loves them. And Hispanic princesses like to wear gaudy crucifixes? Ok, so a white middle-class Jane Shmo from Kentucky might not, but she is no way any better than Lucia. The lifestyle and flair in many of these people’s customs sync well with that Catholic style; not really mine, but that’s fine.


But as it is my Italian heritage, I can understand the strangeness and not revere it. Just as Jesus sat alongside the prostitutes, I can pray alongside it but not be affected by it or get lost within it. I feel I can actually do more to help them find a true relationship with Christ in communion with them rather than in judgment over them. For Jesus commands us: “Do not judge by appearances, but judge with right judgment.” (John 7:24)

Fundamentalists, keep to what you do best, teach the Catholics a thing or two about the Word of the bible, (something the Catholic Church has failed to do for many of her people). But don’t judge the Catholics for being preoccupied with imagery. They are by no means confusing the “thing” for the amazingly awesome thing it represents.


Public School Indoctrination

Having left my job over 8 years ago as a teacher in the public school system, I know  too much about the indoctrination program from the inside. Here’s an interesting 15 minute video providing some alternative ideas on how to approach education in the classroom. Hopefully one day, we will move in this direction.


Feb 24

Jesus, Homosexuality and Arizona’s Bigots

Arizona lawmakers pass controversial anti-gay bill – CNN.com.


I’m Trying, I’m Really Trying…

I’m embarrassed. Only a couple of months ago, I decided to return to my early Christian roots after a long pilgrimage of exploring every spiritual view on planet Earth, from agnostic to Eastern philosophy to pagan nature worship to New Age. So I realize Christ is the one and I fall on my knees and crack open my bible with a renewed faith and willingness. Now this. Thanks guys. I guess this is my role as a Christian, right? Teaching others about what it MEANS to be a Christian.

I get it. I used to call them fanatics; but with my renewed love of the Christian worldview and joy of the inspired bible’s Word, and even appreciation for the speeches of Christian charismatic preachers on YouTube, I no longer use that denigrating phrase. I understand that many Evangelical Christians, in their zeal to follow the commands of their Lord, want everybody to understand the Word of God, the choices he prefers us to make, and the consequences of those choices. I get the religious zealots. But, sorry guys. You messed up on this one. Don’t call yourself a Christian, when you are not. You ruin it for the rest of us who are actually trying. This is the very reason for the worldwide apostasy. Anyone can use the bible to defend anything they want. This is why people turn to atheism. It just makes more sense.

It’s so ironic, only the devil could be leading them to do it. Christians in Arizona are not only trying to push a law onto the books to make discrimination acceptable, but also enforceable by law. The discriminator having more rights than the one who is discriminated against, huh? Thanks to Christians the ongoing breakdown of our long cherished civil rights is continuing and gaining momentum at a more rapid pace than ever before. First the Patriot Act, then the NSA, now this. Good Lord, what are you guys doing?

The Christian path is being presented as a mockery. In the name of Jesus Christ, in thinking you are claiming a right to your own religious freedom, you are reverting the American landscape back to the days of Jim Crow Laws. You push your own personal political agenda down the throats of good people, and all civil rights that have been earned over decades of elephant hose attacks and sit-ins at luncheonette counters may be thrown out the window. And we’d even go further back, passed the days of unwritten Jim Crow laws, back to the era where there were real laws in legislation for such discrimination. Thanks to this new bill, we may return to separate water fountains and the denial of the right to vote for women and blacks. Back to the good ol’ days. 

Shame on these vipers to call themselves Christian! If Jesus had not risen, he most assuredly would be rolling over in his grave. Beyond the victimized gay population, I also sympathize with the true Christians of America. For this is not only the beginning of an advance against homosexuals, but unfortunately, it could mark the beginning of a guaranteed and well-earned uprising against Christians. This is precisely why there is a continually growing apostasy of fine women and gentlemen from the church. I, for one, would never have left Jesus if it wasn’t for hypocrites all around me. I couldn’t stand them. Many outside the church love Christ but cringe at bowing to their representatives who claim Christ for themselves. Many ask, “Who wants to share a god with those people? I rather risk going to hell if there is such a place.” As Gandhi even said, “I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.” I am sorry for the true Christians today. I am sorry for those who really understand Jesus. Whether or not you may believe in his divinity, Jesus had the highest ethical compass of anyone in history. In fact many who do not take Jesus as the Son of God are often better able to understand his message.


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Homosexuality, a Sin?

Many religious homophobics claim that their discrimination and downright disgust for any and all things gay is influenced by the Word of God. So, ok. I’ll give it to you. I’ll be open and tolerant to your point of view. You believe it is a sin. While there is evidence for God not liking gay acts, let’s discuss the whole story very clearly here. Even if you think it is a sin, Jesus came for the sinners, protected them, and often respected them much more than the lofty, religious, righteous Pharisee hypocrites who he swore would go to hell before the sinners. Jesus stood by the “sinners,” so I believe that he would have served them in his store since he believed in serving others. But, ok.  

Here are some biblical passages that point to homosexuality as sinful: In Leviticus 20:13:

“If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.”

And also in the New Testament, Paul writes in Romans 1:27:

“and the men likewise gave up natural relations with women and were consumed with passion for one another, men committing shameless acts with men and receiving in themselves the due penalty for their error.”

I can cite passages too. As many passages there are in the bible about homosexuality, there are 7 times 70 passages about judgmental hypocrisy. I like those in Matthew’s Seven Woes to the Pharisees in Matthew 23:1-4:

“Then Jesus said to the crowds and to his disciples, 2 “The scribes and the Pharisees sit on Moses’ seat, 3 so practice and observe whatever they tell you—but not what they do. For they preach, but do not practise. 4 They tie up heavy burdens, hard to bear,[a] and lay them on people’s shoulders, but they themselves are not willing to move them with their finger.”

Continuing…(Matthew 23:13-15)


“13 “But woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you shut the kingdom of heaven in people’s faces. For you neither enter yourselves nor allow those who would enter to go in. 15 Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you travel across sea and land to make a single proselyte, and when he becomes a proselyte, you make him twice as much a child of hell as yourselves.”

And more…(Matthew 23:23-24)

“23 “Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you tithe mint and dill and cumin, and have neglected the weightier matters of the law: justice and mercy and faithfulness. These you ought to have done, without neglecting the others. 24 You blind guides, straining out a gnat and swallowing a camel!”

Going on…(Matthew 23:27-28)

27 “Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs, which outwardly appear beautiful, but within are full of dead people’s bones and all uncleanness. 28 So you also outwardly appear righteous to others, but within you are full of hypocrisy and lawlessness.”

And really, I can cite passages all day long. I can go on and on and on….

So my bigoted, perverted, judgmental friends, I love you but I cannot honor you as good Christians. For right after the aforementioned cited text in Romans 1:27 where Paul points out homosexuality, he also calls out hypocrites….again.

On God’s Righteous Judgment in Romans 2:1-4:

“1 Therefore you have no excuse, O man, every one of you who judges. For in passing judgement on another you condemn yourself, because you, the judge, practise the very same things. 2 We know that the judgement of God rightly falls on those who practise such things. 3 Do you suppose, O man—you who judge those who practise such things and yet do them yourself—that you will escape the judgment of God? 4 Or do you presume on the riches of his kindness and forbearance and patience, not knowing that God’s kindness is meant to lead you to repentance?”

Woe to us indeed. Jesus did not wish for us to act as God and judge, for that is only God’s job. He meant for us to declare the good news that we sinners, ALL of us, are saved through God’s love and goodness. God wanted us to share the hope of his awesome plan for our eternal life through his Son, Jesus Christ’s death on the cross and resurrection. I really don’t think it had anything to do with what kinds of things someone does in the privacy of their own bedroom.



Most of All, I Like Good People

I have some very dear friends who are gay, and in knowing closely the community, I believe that while there may be exceptions, homosexuality is genetic. But most importantly, I do not believe that loving someone who happens to have the same genitalia is an abomination, even though one can point to a few bible passages that support it. (There are many that also support such acts as stoning women to death, the forbidding of slave rebellion, etc.). Jesus’ first and foremost message was to love. Good gay people are everywhere, and because of living with persecution, they know what it is to love fully. Whether or not they have declared Christ as their savior, unlike many so-called “Christians,” they choose fairness for others, respect for all, and love for their brethren over enthusiasm for outward bigotry. 

Since my return to Christianity, I have been praying a lot to God about this issue due to all the madness around the apparently most important Christian topic of today. I told him plain out, “I cannot believe that true love is immoral. Even if you and your mate are gay.” And just last night I heard the answer to my prayers, ever so sweetly as the Lord usually speaks, “Proper love is not immoral.” Then I felt foolish and broke out of my daze that had been fogging my mind after listening to too many charismatic preachers, and I remembered how true that always was to me. And then I prayed that each person who hates gays gets the chance to know some very beautiful people who also happen to be gay.

What people do in their bedrooms with people they truly love is not the abomination that Christ spoke of. In fact, some people would say that Christ never directly spoke about homosexuality. I say he has, and it’s rather compassionate and scientifically advanced as he seems to suggest that it is genetic in nature. In Matthew 19:12, Jesus states:

“For there are eunuchs who have been so from birth, and there are eunuchs who have been made eunuchs by men, and there are eunuchs who have made themselves eunuchs for the sake of the kingdom of heaven. Let the one who is able to receive this receive it.”

You can argue what a eunuch is, but as soon as I heard this, I felt relief; for no good gay shall go to hell. Anyone who knows anything about the long history of eunuchs in other countries knows that beyond the castration association, they are basically gay men. And here’s a further point of contention: In every bible passage that speaks about man laying with man as an abomination, it is intertwined with all other sexual immorality. So, to take things in context, (which many people who profess the bible forget to do), any lustfulness that is extravagant and flagrant whether it be heterosexual, homosexual or bestial is immoral. And our entire society is filled with it. And yet, I do not see these same store owners close the door to any sexy young girls who are practicing promiscuous fornication, which is also a “sin” in the eyes of God. Why? Because it is more appetizing for many of these bigots to imagine the goings-on in a wild woman’s bedroom rather than a gay man’s neat and tidy one. Can we not just let bedroom affairs be bedroom affairs? I find it so boring to constantly hear what all the genitalia of America are doing on a Saturday night. Rather, let’s talk about God for real.

People, STOP using Christianity as a reason for defending heinous acts. It’s tough to defend your stupidity. From slavery, to denial of women’s rights, to social and political oppression, to hate crimes. I am tired of it. Atheists, agnostics, and pagans are winning the battle. They seem much more moral and with-it than Christians, and many understandably do not wish to hang out with hypocrites. They have a good point about the judgmental attitude of many Christians not only in the political arena but in the lack of their display of righteous acts anywhere else that matters. Just wondering, how many of these “saved,” heterosexual Christians DO anything that shows their Christian values, outside of going to church to associate with others like themselves or denying “sinners” the right to enter their stores? I’m curious as to how many of these defenders of this scandalous bill actually feed the poor, clothe the naked and visit prisoners, which are all clear commands of the Lord. I wish to associate with those who practice lives like Christ. I only wish more good-hearted Christians did.

There are a few. The Right Reverend Dean E. Wolfe and the Right Reverend Michael P. Milliken, members of the Episcopal Church, wrote to lawmakers of the Kansas state legislator regarding this bill before it goes to the governor. “Our biblically based faith calls us to live out the command of Jesus Christ to love one another. You cannot love your fellow Kansans and deny them the rights that belong to everyone else.”

Thank goodness for real Christianity. True Christians unite and honor your character. Speak out for what is right. Defend the human rights of all of God’s children. Because before you know it, the laws will be written against Christians, and we will be the ones who cannot enter the store of a Jew or Muslim. And then, sadly, because of the errors of hypocrites, the prophecies of persecution of the true Christians will be fulfilled.


See the link to the Reverends' letter at: The Episcopal Diocese of Kansas
Also check out what gay Christian blogger, sweettp2063, 
wrote on the topic of biblical Christianity in his article: 
Wrong: Jesus did speak about homosexuality.


Feb 15

Scientific Racism: The Eugenics of Social Darwinism—an historical video

To truly understand today’s brainwashing in Psychiatry’s DSM, we must recognize its origins. Social Darwinism, a direct outgrowth of Darwinism, placed human characteristics onto a sliding scale of fit and less fit. Those who constructed this scale of judgment were and are the ones with the most power and opportunities, namely, European white, rich and best educated. Seeing their characteristics as best, they took every other genetic trait in other races and judged it next to their own as being of inferior breeding. Thus the pseudo-science of Eugenics, which directly affected the development of the Nazi concentration camps, was born. Take a close look at this history of anthropology. It is shocking and saddening that we place so much emphasis even today on examining people’s characteristics as if they are objects to be studied.



Feb 12

Hatred Towards the Christian …an answer to an article.


I would hate to meet this Larry Womak and have a conversation with him at a dinner party. He most assuredly would make me cry and have me running home with my tail between my legs before appetizers, ashamed of myself for loving an Almighty God. Why would he have this power over me? Because he thinks he is smarter? So arrogant was Lucifer for embracing knowledge over humility in the presence of God. And here we are doing the same in today’s world of science worship. Tom’s persecuting sentiment is so embarrassingly hypocritical, for he sounds like the very religious hypocrites he endeavors to expose in his own article. He abhors the persecution that some members of the Christian Right inflict upon gays and pro-choicers, but then attacks the group as a collective hive mind with a thousand times the venom.


To behave like such a tyrannical philosophical bully in his own writing can only mean that he obviously over and over again has come up against very narrow minded people who read the bible and then support their ignorance with it. This is by no means the way I have ever looked at religious knowledge. I do agree that certain religions are very narrow…but if you notice, he like many, many others hate Christians most. Why?? Because of a few conservative Christians who have political influence? How about calling out all the scientific, unethical genetic mad scientists who are using billions of our taxpayer dollars to reconstruct humanity because they don’t believe in a God? Oh right, wait, science is not a religion…yeah right.


I had very negative views on the Christian Fundamentalists too because of the way their rigid ideas are perpetuated in the media. I thought born-agains and evangelicals were the most obviously “crazy” ones UNTIL I finally allowed myself to be educated and did some reading. It is so easy to point to the bible and laugh in this modern age. To refer to all the laws and say in a most juvenile way, “I’m not doing that, don’t tell me what to do, God.” Say with Leviticus, (the book that has been criticized by many apostates because of its listing of over 600 rules, laws, rituals, and religious obligations), it’s easy to point to all the no-nos and say—“Wah, wah, look at all the things God told us not to do! Wah, wah.” But if you really look at the literature, along with so many other “warnings” in the Old Testament, and put it into historical CONTEXT like good biblical scholars would do, then you can see that for that time period, teaching people to be clean, for instance, and not contaminate their food with the blood of other animals, etc, was NEEDED.



Actually, just as an example, some of these laws seemed to be ancient messages conveyed through God as to how to be “healthy.” Many of these rules mentioned in the bible were actually supported through discoveries made in science and medicine within the last century, but because they were originally written in the bible, many people knew to do it for generations. In time throughout the centuries it became part of our collective consciousness, but not prior to it being revealed in the bible. This is why I am beginning to believe that yes, much of this information, WAS inspired. Otherwise, how could they have known? And extreme warnings were needed too—like, “God will cut you off if you do this, and not that.” He had to because disease could run rampant if they had no health LAWS. Why? Not because it’s fake and mean but because a threat is necessary when children are stupid. I say things to my 7 year old son all the time so that I can get him to DO things…


And yes, the New Testament has changed our perspectives of these law obsessions. As a former agnostic and an ex-New Ager, I can’t believe I am quoting scripture here, but here it goes:– (coincidentally, I actually came upon this on my own the other day before reading this article, and it’s rather relevant)–  In Romans 7:6-8, “Or do you not know, brothers–for I am speaking to those who know the law–…..you have died to the law through the body of Christ, so that you may belong to another, to him who has been raised from the dead……now we are released from the law, having died to that which held us captive, so that we serve in the new way of the Spirit and not in the old way of the written code. What then shall we say? That the law is sin? By no means! Yet if it had not been for the law, I would not have known sin. For I would not have known what it is to covet if the law had not said, “You shall not covet.”


So, you see, it is VERY easy to live in the modern age and say, “Oh, it’s so obvious what you should and should not do, and we don’t need the old bible for that.” Really? And we never did? I beg to challenge that. I don’t believe that people are altogether perfect and inherently wise. You have to work at it. Don’t forget the Cherokee Native American Proverb: “There is a battle of two wolves inside us. One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, lies, inferiority and ego. The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy and truth. The wolf that wins is the one you feed.” The bible’s suggestions are to feed the good wolf.


What I hate more than even a stupid bigot or a fear-mongering homophobe these days, are people who are soooo sure of everything, and think they are so damn smart and everyone else is stupid or “crazy.” And the atheistic community is loaded with them. Ask yourself this question, do you really think that if the idea of God died centuries ago the world would be a better place just because people are naturally moral and ethical, as many atheists would say? ….I say bullshit.


We see this in children all the time. They grow up like monsters because there are no repercussions made on behalf of “God” by their liberal parents. (By the way, for the record, my husband and I are “liberal” in many aspects of social justice and tolerance). I never thought I would ever in a million years be talking like this even a few months ago….but I believe all this anger about Christians and their true God is a sure sign of the times–the “anti-christ” times.  Call me doom and gloom, but as I read the bible more and understand its story, OUR story, it is very clear to me that those who don’t read it with an open heart wishing to take in the lessons of all its information, are depriving themselves of a HUGE education—as I had…


Feb 10

Standardizing the Masses


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Today’s Standardized Education: Are They Learning Anything?


Yes, kids are learning. But what they are learning is dangerous to a society who wishes their citizens to grow in critical thinking and innovation. They are learning how to take tests and follow the leader.

For 14 years, as a former New York State Certified Secondary School teacher, I have witnessed over a decade of changes within the school system, and many theories seem to get recycled throughout the decades. But currently, the new Core Curriculum program being installed nationwide is a grave concern on the parts of students, teachers, parents and school administrators alike. Kids are inundated with homework, and their freedom to learn what they are actually interested in is severely limited due to all the new standardized testing that is increasingly expanding.

Education is a creative process, as much an art as a science. It can’t just be distilled into some sterile formula.

With standardizing every child’s education in America, no child gets a chance to learn from an inspirational teacher who needs time to teach something fresh and personal. With tons of homework and no down-time, no child gets a moment to daydream and allow new connections to form to then replace outdated ideas. With few opportunities to pursue personal strengths and interests because of emphasis on core study and limitation of electives, no child gets to discover an alternative path for oneself outside of what has already been predetermined.

Is no child left behind? Or no child left unindoctrinated?



Who came up with this new Core Curriculum?


The right approach would have been to involve teachers, child development professionals, and other experts in the education field to assemble a program of instruction based on the ways kids learn best. But these standards were set upon guesswork; there was no cognitive science in child-based learning considered. Largely, bureaucrats made these decisions, not teachers. In all, there were 135 people on the committees that wrote and reviewed the Common Core Standards. Not a single one of them was a K-3 classroom teacher or early childhood professional. The National Association for the Education of Young Children is the foremost professional organization for early education in the U.S., yet it had no role in the creation of the K-3 Core Standards.

Why is this so important? Because the teaching methods, which will now affect the entire nation’s next generation beginning from the very moment they hit school, were not created on today’s modern education and psychological theories. The most extreme revamping of the education system in the history of America’s schools is, from its starting point in kindergarten, destined to fail because it is built upon unsound and old fashioned education theory that we know does not work.

Many professional groups opposed the K-3 standards. More than 500 early childhood professionals, (educators, pediatricians, developmental psychologists, and researchers), many of the most prominent members of those fields, signed the Joint Statement of Early Childhood Health and Education Professionals on the Common Core Standards Initiative.

Their statement reads in part:

We have grave concerns about the core standards for young children…. The proposed standards conflict with compelling new research in cognitive science, neuroscience, child development, and early childhood education about how young children learn, what they need to learn, and how best to teach them in kindergarten and the early grades…

Their Joint Statement makes arguments grounded in what we know about child development—facts that all education policymakers need to be aware of. First, that standardized testing is highly unreliable for children under age eight, and there is little and inconclusive evidence that standards for young children lead to later success. Many countries with top-performing high-school students provide rich play-based, nonacademic experiences—not standardized instruction—until age six or seven.

Second, long hours of direct instruction in literacy and math, or “drill and grill” teaching, is replacing active, play-based learning in many kindergartens, the very methods through which young students learn best.

Third, since didactic instruction and testing crowd out the most successful ways young children learn, the essential building blocks for academic and social accomplishment are lost. Hands-on exploration encourages developing social, emotional, problem-solving, and self-regulation skills. From Kindergarten right through to the secondary levels, all of the most crucial elements of creating a responsible citizen in our world today are the most difficult to standardize, and cannot be measured through testing.


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An Assault on Teachers


As a sad result of this core curriculum movement, teachers have no time to do what they do best, teach. Most teachers enter the profession because they are pretty darn smart. They loved school and have hopes for their students to love school, and they imagine that they have a pretty unique way they can achieve that goal. This is impossible to achieve in such a rigid educational structure. A creative approach to teaching is practically not allowed under the common core, which essentially aims to make teachers dispensable and replaceable.

Performance-based teaching is ruining the strength of American education. It stimulates schools to cheat on their data, and it encourages a weaker pool of educators to join the teaching force because they can be told what and how to teach. We are teaching skills over real learning with the goal of preparing them for a future in which we can’t possibly know what skills are most needed.

When I was in kindergarten 35 years ago, the idea of having a personal computer or access to instant knowledge at my fingertips through the internet was unthinkable. In grade school I learned basic skills, but we were also encouraged to answer questions that required critical thinking while being given flexible time to be creative. So I learned to love the learning process. And I have never let go of that love, no matter how many jobs were not available to me along the way. How sad it is that our youth may not know this contentment, for we are robbing them of the joys of learning.

It is education’s business to make sure when children leave school they have an interest in challenging themselves to learn new ideas. Rather it has become the business of education that is teaching kids to master a set of skills needed for a certain job—which in all likelihood will be obsolete by the time they are adults in the working world.

This fight against creating a nation of thinkers has been going on for a long time. We run our educational institutions like corporations. Schools are required to meet a set of goals established by someone far removed from the actual classroom setting, determined through numbers and performance-based data. We are setting these kids up to be workers not thinkers.

And it was John D. Rockefeller who said exactly that: “I don’t want a nation of thinkers. I want a nation of workers.” It is no surprise that Rockefeller created the General Education Board organized to dispense funds for education. The next time you look at your child’s homework, think twice about why they are being taught in a particular way. It’s most likely to train their brains for the labor ahead, not to develop and free their minds.


Jan 14

A Savior God for Spiritual Seekers

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The Mysteries of Spirituality

Up until my college years I was a devout churchgoer abiding by Catholic doctrine. I found it challenging at times but sufficiently rewarding for my spirit. Although happy to receive a rigorously academic Catholic school education, I suffered like so many other Catholics under the guilt complex of not being good enough to achieve heaven. Only more and more good works would prove my worth, and I knew I just didn’t have that holy roller energy in me. Over the passing years, disillusion continued to set in, and Christianity had become a turn off to me. Jesus Christ’s overall representatives were not appealing. If these were Jesus’s most loyal and high-esteemed servants, at the risk of being judgmental, I wasn’t fond of being part of that club. Fervent, insincere evangelicals proselytizing on TV, and hell-breathing fundamentalists scorning and judging all the unholy, wicked ones to their damnation–it downright terrified me. I thought I was a good enough soul, why shouldn’t I get into heaven? I was embarrassed by the molesting priests of the Catholic Church and the stifling rigidity of the Puritanical scourge of our nation. Repulsive to me were the warped outgrowths of Christian-based teachings like Mormonism that embraced far-out twists on Jesus, or the characteristically obsessive, free-lance, bible-thumping Christians who declare Jesus’s name as “Lord and Savior, Amen!” with the fiery frenzy of a wild dog. I wanted to stay as far away as possible from this energy.

After introduction to the almighty liberal arts education I received in college, (which I am deeply thrilled to have had, no matter how much I disagree with many of its tenets of conviction), my mind was opened to an alternative worldview. And I knew learning about this new stuff was important because my “taking Christ as my Lord and Savior” for granted had left me feeling numb and unfulfilled over the years. So, for decades, I devoted my free time and energy to a genuine search for what was truly GOD.

Researching everything I could get my hands on in my spiritual seeking, I was determined to have the truth revealed to me. I learned about traditional bible studies, Catholic Church Canon and history, born-again zealot fundamentalism, atheism and naturalism, ancient alien theories, quantum physics and cosmology, New Thought theology, and spiritual science. I studied Eastern philosophies like Buddhism, Taoism and the Hindu faith; the New Age religions, elemental faiths based on nature, mysticism and the occult. I have studied myth and dreams and the shamanic journey. I have learned a little bit about everything, and a lot about discernment.

Christianity, however, proves to be the most complex mystery to decode. And I tell you why: it is because there is no room for flexibility. As modern day people, we want ultimate flexibility. We want to walk within a concept and then walk out of it, we want fast food spirituality that doesn’t require too much from us and doesn’t get in the way of our ambitions, desires, or far-out ideas. We want it both ways. We want to be able to seduce the evil spirits and then swat them away with incense and good spells.

No, Christianity requires the opposite. It requires a commitment and a faith. It flat out has basic doctrines that if you accept to be true, actually negate many other systems of spirituality. And here are its main indisputable creeds:

1)      God is monotheistic, and the Creator of all.

Translation: This means that many other religions or spiritual systems in which people worship or acknowledge many other deities, from the spiritual hierarchies of Hinduism, to the goddesses and gods of polytheistic, classical Greece, to the pagan ritualism of pre-Christianity in Egypt and Babylon, to the occultism summoning spirit critters of all types. All these categories of admiration are characterized by the “false gods” realm. Thus, they are not GOD. They are opposite God and are led by that beastly dude, Satan. Ok, I’ll call him the Dark Knight for the Comic-con goers.

2)      Jesus= Son of God, thus he is human and Divine simultaneously.

Translation: This means that God, the Creator, assumed the human form as Jesus Christ, (or for gamers, took on an avatar and became incarnate on level 1 on Terrestrial Earth). Equal to God, and now also in human form, he needed to achieve something huge to show people what love really is. He needed to take on a monstrous destiny, namely, to be betrayed by his friends, to die on a bloody cross, and to be crucified with the harmless charge of spreading the message of love. As a result, he cleared our karmic sins to a blank slate, (just as a Dad takes responsibility for his kid’s aberrant behavior that got him into detention), so that we can live forever with him in heaven. No matter how bad our sins are– as long as we acknowledge him as our “savior”—we can get in. (Our shout out to him is really the least we can do). For all you adorable sci-fi, New Agers out there, think of heaven as an “immortal dimension in an alternate, parallel universe.”

So Jesus’s reward? Ascension and the Kingdom.

For lovers of fantasy, this drama can also be represented through the literary use of the White Wizard or Warrior of Light, who takes on the calling of accessing angelic planes led by the whispering force of a higher divinity. Through his best efforts he happily serves for the good of all as a spiritual warrior for the glory of the side of Light (or God). He inwardly commits to weakening the destructive force of evil and darkness, (or Satan), with humility, unbending integrity of spirit, and strength of mind. And to no pride of his own, he wins the keys to the Kingdom.

3)      God shows himself through the Holy Trinity.

Translation: Not only did God, the Creator of everything, (I’ll get into Darwinism in another article), become his own Son, (again, like we become avatars that represent us in a computer game), He is also present today through the actions of the Holy Spirit, which is accessible within us in the here and now. Is the Holy Spirit only to be heard through the traditional reading of a Psalm in a frankincense-filled cathedral? I think not.

Shamans are known to have the ability to bravely step between worlds in order to retrieve vital information for the good of the tribe. I believe that if they are properly spiritually trained, they can be led by the Holy Spirit, (or ancestral guardians or angels), to respond to a higher calling to carry out God’s work. I personally have been able to do this, sometimes without my desire to, (see articles on bipolar disorder). I was able to communicate within the astral plane with energies that were of God and angelic beings who spoke the truth about the Word and of Jesus Christ.

I believe that this Holy Spirit is the “God within” that we so often lovingly hear about in much of today’s inspired spiritual literature. The “God within,” can work as a beautiful semantic substitution for the same Holy Spirit concept. However, this only works if one does not omit any part of the Trinity. That is, in addition to God being the Son and the Holy Spirit, God is ALWAYS the Father. That one’s easy: that huge GOD “Creator” entity exists for real. It’s not just as an energy awareness, (as quantum physics and consciousness science is awesomely beginning to confirm in research worldwide), and it’s not just that intuitive and gentle voice within us. While those states of God are true, He is much more than that. He is an all-knowing and omniscient Dad. I know that one is hard for many psychologists who are still angry at their parents to accept.




Loving the Christian God is a Unique Experience

Many New Age ideologies squeeze Christ’s life into the same category as an unheard of group of “ascended masters,” who have done nothing for the world but meditate their minds into the “oneness” of the ethereal universe. I would venture to say that not one of these self-realized “Christs” fell in love with their persecutors as nobly as Jesus had, all the while praying for their salvation as well as the deliverance of all mankind forevermore. To actually forgive people who can do such harm to you is a miracle indeed; the miracle is not in healing the sick, for doctors do that today, every day. No, it was forgiving his wrongdoers, even as he was almost dead on the cross. Therefore, bottom line, Jesus Loves All. And since he forgave us for all our stupidity and sinfulness, (remember “sin” in Greek means “missing the mark”), then he also “saves.” He carried out his destiny to save us from our sins. He was committed to fulfilling God’s will. Simple. Let’s not get all dramatic about it. He did it, he really did it.

I have learned to integrate my understanding of other spiritual philosophies and science theories with Christianity because of this Trinity concept. Scientifically, we can now affirm that our reality is multidimensional and matter on the quantum level is paradoxically in two locations at once. So therefore, God is within every dimension, and He is form and without form at the same time. He is local and non-local, and His consciousness is everywhere, thus omniscient. Current theories have moved away from Chaos theory and moved closer to the concept of universal order. Thus, as Einstein believed, “God does not play dice,” or more to the point, God is perfect.

After much consideration over the years, it is easier for me to acknowledge these days God’s threefold existence. Yet this acceptance of God, as much as it incorporates holistic spiritual systems, is not equal to the New Age concept of “Christ Consciousness.” Loving God as the Father is not the same as loving our possible future god-selves that are evolving and ascending into our entitled, natural state of godhood. This concept of self-perfection, self-ascension and accountability only to our higher Selves is the single biggest problem with the New Age movement. We are not gods. God is God. And this lack of acknowledgement for something divinely larger than ourselves causes much of the evil in the world to take over, tipping the scale. It is more of a relief to believe in a Savior God who lovingly forgives us for our imperfections, just as we forgive our own children for their shortcomings, than to assume redemption unto ourselves. Being alone responsible for our own salvation based on the potency of our mental willfulness is not only arrogant, but small-minded.

It is not enough to know the forces of evil exist without wishing to counteract them, and it is even worse to ignore them as an “illusion.” We must instead call into our world the forces of heaven so that we can be spiritual warriors in protecting the Divine Kingdom—a heaven on Earth restored for good people who keep the laws of God.

Yes, we are sinners, and that is by no means the kind of self-loathing religiously obsessed statement that the entire psychological self-help movement would have us believe. Rather, it’s just an accurate understanding of what it means to be human. We make mistakes, sometimes dreadful ones, but humbling ourselves enough to ask for forgiveness is how we are “saved.” The meek do have the exclusive rights to the Kingdom, after all. But this choice is given to ALL. God allows us to choose our reality. Do we want to repeat the sin of Lucifer and cling to the greatest sin? Do we wish to repeat the Fall of Man? Being arrogant enough to believe we are gods? Or can we humble ourselves enough to hand over the trophy to the Lord Almighty?

We have seen throughout human history what happens to those who think they are gods. They are the Hitlers and the Stalins, the political oppressors of India’s former caste system and South Africa’s apartheid. They are on our very soil in America’s Federal Reserve System and New World Order planners. They are not the slaves but the slave-scourging masters of cotton plantations regardless of how often they professed the “Word of the Lord.” They are the self-absorbed, mad scientists of today, proponents of such new developing sciences like trans-humanism– a modern-day version of Eugenics, which can surely lead particular groups of people down the road to extinction. They believe their own glory, their own endeavors, and their own genius, are essential to lifting up mankind to its higher form. They give no credit to God. And they always lose.

On the flip side, I have met many people in my lifetime who were at times possessed with an evil demon inside of them, (and I had been one of them time and time again), but were much more worthy of eternal life than many so-called spiritually superior people. And I believe that as Jesus came across these souls as well, perhaps in his spending time with even the prostitutes and tax collectors, he loved these sinners deeply for their simplicity of heart. But if indeed what Jesus was saying was true, which every self-professed, bible-thumping born-again Christian would swear by, if he is our Lord of the Earth and of Heaven, if he is the Savior of all mankind, the Alpha and Omega, and the End Times Hero, then so much of the enlightening stuff I had learned throughout my years of spiritually seeking was wrong. And maybe some of it is. At least it’s not the whole truth.

I am learning to discern. In our records of history, metaphysics and religion, there are aspects worth discarding, some worth keeping, and others just better than the rest. Not all metaphysical concepts are equal in merit, nor equal in truth. I am learning to separate the chaff from the wheat. And I continue to grow in my understanding of soul and spirit, of our immortal destiny and our required humility. In absorbing a little of everything into my wisdom, I have learned about the One and have come full circle. It is our responsibility to learn about the good and the darkness, the truth and the lies, the indisputable versus the contestable. And in learning and opening ourselves to everyone’s perceptions of the whole, and then interweaving the most important pieces together, we understand God’s ultimate plan a little more and more with every additional color added to the canvas. And that is what is meant by “we are one.” God wants that for us more than anything. He wishes for His children to come together into one Kingdom of Love.

Jan 14

A Transpersonal Crisis Leads Me to Personal Salvation

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In 1993 I had a life-changing experience…

While abroad to visit a friend in India, I was thrown out of my host’s home for unknown reasons to me, and while I was then alone to travel, I came down with a debilitating illness. I staggered through the streets of India with stomach pains unimaginable to me before, and I saw myself as being a peer to the people around me who were starving “untouchables.” Their suffering from poverty must have been unbearable. In the midst of the chaos, I was one of them. Only a statistic, not mattering at all within the grand scheme of things. I was no longer an entitled American woman. By God’s grace, I ended up finding the most gentle soul who stood beside me along the rest of my journey as I fought to stay alive and sane. When I first met Mahander Singh my impression was that he had the eyes of Christ. He took care of me, made sure I got to a hotel to rest safely while I prepared for an emergency flight home, and risked losing his job to get me to that flight on time. I am eternally grateful for his goodness.

When I finally got on the flight home I had a Near Death Experience. I left my body and ascended toward a blissful energy where I heard my family in heaven, the angels cheering, “Welcome Home!” I was overwhelmed with joy to go back to the world of light, as I remembered my soul before I came to Earth in my body. I never wanted to look back at the hellish underworld I had just left. But then I was given a vision that if I died on this plane, my mother would die too. I knew then that I could not leave just yet. I decided to return and fulfill my life’s purpose. And when my spirit reentered my body and plopped back into the muck of this world, I was fully aware of the ignorance of this 3-D reality and it saddened and sickened me. But who could I really tell about this? I was alone in this experience, and surely no one would believe me.

I expected to be completely filled with relief upon returning home after such a failed trip abroad, but when I got home to New York, I was plagued with a nauseating feeling. Everywhere I saw lies around me in our capitalistic structure. I saw people in a trance moving at such an unnaturally quick pace as though their minds were attached to invisible strings pulling them along. I went into the heart of the city and was absolutely shocked. I had long abandoned my fear or belief in Satan, but there he was. Times Square, was the perfect breeding ground for his glory. Everywhere were egos blown into large billboards selling lies about “perfection.” All around me were people gorging themselves with large quantities of food that was by no means needed for proper fuel alone. People pushing each other as if their bodies were cattle. Advertising about consumer products exploding everywhere you looked. The square was a complete stimulation overload of lies, materialism, and excess.  I had never noticed it before. I was a long way from India.

What happens next is the reason why I wrote my memoir, Not As Crazy As You Think, and then created this website. After this unexpected awakening, I broke down, was brought to a mental institution, and without any real investigation into my psyche about my trip to India, was given a label I was to own for the rest of my life. After watching my behavior for a mere 10 days like I was a rat, and after reviewing a survey I filled out evaluating my feelings on a scale from 1-5, the medical establishment determined that I had “bipolar disorder.”

What I have learned in my trying journey is that there is a real and valid set of identifiable reasons why I had suffered from a so-called “mental illness.” Many of us have experienced chaotic or unstable states of mind, and that is because we are not the sick ones, my friends. We are the ones who cannot easily adjust to this crazy world. We are the ones who see something terribly wrong with the state of our times, who are slowly waking up from a deep and aching sleep, and who find living within this artificial matrix just too overwhelming to endure. As Jiddu Krishnamurti said, “It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”

I have been hospitalized inside a mental institution four times.

Three of those times I had what the psychiatrists call “psychotic episodes,” during all of which I had profound visions about many different topics. They were metaphorical and disassociated so I was happy to gain footing again through dulling medicine that put my explosive mind back into order. Some people in the past might have seen these episodes as genius. I am almost certain that artists like Michelangelo encountered such flights of fancy. In other cultures, the local shaman would be my doctor and he would locate any evil spirits surrounding me and scare them away. He would have relieved me then of my psychological distress through finding out what symbols were in my visions, and I would have gained valuable understanding into my unconscious.

Today these experiences are called “psychotic” because they reveal visions, (both beautiful and frightening), of a possible future that most people cannot imagine. If there is anything we are suffering from most, it’s a lack of imagination. Our addiction to knowing something for sure prevents us from imagining something other than what we think we know. As Einstein said, “Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.”

The fourth time I was hospitalized was when I received my most lucid vision making sense of all the ones prior. This time I had not entered an “episode,” although my closest family members around me were saying, “Oh this is the way it starts. She just hasn’t gone full-blown yet.” I knew differently, however. I knew exactly what was going on. I realized it was the Holy Spirit communicating with me and navigating my course. And as I usually step between worlds in these experiences, between invisible and visible, it was once again, easy to look insane. I distinctly said to my brother and husband before agreeing to be admitted, (I imagine the way Jesus submitted to his Father to go to his death even though he knew the senselessness of it all), I felt as if I had “one foot in each world.” In fact, I said I was trying to “land.” The shamans in many ancient indigenous cultures, were believed to be intermediaries or messengers between the human world and the spirit world. I have experienced this kind of journeying very intimately. But with the Western mindset that all these traditions of cultures past were superstitious and savage, we have grown to believe in this modern age that when these experiences occur, instead of seeing them as real, we see them as a sign of a chemical defect in the brain. In fact, many of these spiritual encounters are encounters with true demons or angels. They can lead us into madness or inspiration from the Lord. Psychiatry will never acknowledge this truth. And because of that, it is based on superstition more than any spiritual ritual I know.

My main “symptom” was that I was unable to sleep when I received these visions. So essentially, I was admitted to the hospital the fourth time because “I could not sleep.” That’s it. If you look up my files, that was the reason. Because I was a little preoccupied with these visions I was receiving and because I had been given the label of “bipolar” years ago, my freedom was automatically taken away and I was imprisoned again in a mental institution. Furthermore, I was kept there for 10 days without any information that explained my rights to voluntary discharge. During that time there was no substantial change in my behavior, no evidence to see if I indeed was “getting better;” and yet, they did not release me in a speedy fashion. In fact, I was held at the hospital longer than a couple of patients admitted after me who tried to commit suicide. Translation: I had great insurance.

I was furious at my family for encouraging me to go through this last fiasco, but how could my beloved family really understand the whole picture? After seeing that I couldn’t sleep and my thoughts were hazy, they brought me to the doctors out of pure love. And how could I possibly make them realize that they had been brainwashed by this delusional field of psychiatry? How could they understand that once someone is convinced you are crazy, it is almost impossible to convince them otherwise? They could not see what I knew to be true unless they had experienced it themselves.

In prior “episodes,” as I have said, my mind was in crisis mode. The psychiatric profession does its best to help people through these disruptive upheavals, and I am grateful to them to that end. However, determining someone is “ill” and labeling people on the basis of their behavior is immoral and ignorant. Without exploring the whys behind the whats, without encouraging patients to uncover the symbolism within the stories they live, how can we really truly know what is going on inside a person’s mind? The institution of psychiatry is a direct outgrowth of the false and racist science of Eugenics. I am opposed to such ideology directing our understanding of humanity. It is backwards and dangerous to our future. It is leading us down the road to creating a human race of uniformed bees serving as drones to the almighty queen of Normality. I will not serve under the queen. No, my mind is not of the hive; it is my own.




Jan 13

Vision Boarding: What it can do for you

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Vision Boarding

I have created a slew of vision boards over the years and have been amazed by their effectiveness in assisting our power to create. On one occasion I noticed just how powerful these boards can be. I set out to make a vision board to improve my health and had incredible results. Surrounding myself with old magazines like Family Circle, Oprah, and Readers Digest, I cut out pictures that called to me on a visceral level: images of the best foods to incorporate into my diet, descriptions of the sleep schedule I craved, and pictures of people exercising with the kind of sculpted body I envisioned as my highest ideal.

Did the vision board work like magic? Unbelievably yes, and I swear by its uncanny ability to move stuck energy like nothing else–to unblock those limiting thoughts and toxic situations that are preventing us from manifesting our highest goals. But beware. What we call into our lives with clear intention and deep wanting does manifest in one way or another. And the reason why vision boards work so well is because you are summoning up energy through thought and sound and visioning symbols attached to your desire, just as is used in any good (or dark) ritual that involves prayer, meditation, and even elemental forms of nature.

In my case with my Health Vision Board, I came down with a very severe wheat-allergic reaction, one that landed me in the emergency room and a visit to six different doctors before I managed to get it under control. I worked with a naturopath to regain my balance, and I incorporated a strict diet and returned to my regular exercise schedule in due time. Months late, when I had unexpectedly dropped 30 pounds of weight and bloat, I looked back upon my forgotten vision board project and was amazed. Only the foods that I was allowed on my new diet, (which was extremely limited), were represented on my board which contained a myriad of food pictures. Not only that, but I had a time frame on it and my goal had arrived on my time. I had forgotten the board and the intention and here it was, manifesting in a way I had not expected, and in a way I did not particularly enjoy.

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The ultimate goal was a good one, and I am very thrilled to have attained it regardless of how it arrived in my life. But I learned a valuable lesson. Be careful what you collage in your mind and on paper…it just may take shape and walk off your canvas into being. For more guidance on how to create a vision board, click on the link below:


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