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Until the Circle Waxes Whole


 
Humanity stands between the Divine and the manifest, and through the Human Spiritual Capacity, all planes of existence may be realized.


 
The destination of each Soul is to realize, while in individuated Human form, its Union with the Divine. This includes the complete awareness, and actualization, of our human Spiritual Capacity.


 
Ancient civilizations did not have detailed knowledge of the physical realm. Instead of Scientific knowledge, their gift to us was the opening of humanity’s awareness of the Spiritual Realm. And although those living during this earliest epoch were poor in physical comforts, they experienced the richness of the Spiritual, Inner Realms.


 
For example, in ancient times both the human body and the body of the Earth were considered to be holy, were seen as living expressions of the Most High. In contrast, our modern epoch, without the conscious awareness, or belief in our ever-present Union with the Most Supreme, our physical bodies and the body of the Earth are easily abused, and thoughtlessly desecrated.


 
Today humanity is arriving at the birthing time of a new epoch. Many Souls are beginning to open the door of their heart, just as a waking flower arises from its deep, winter slumber. And, as the first rays of the morning sun touch our Inner Being, a silent but pervasive Presence emerges on the horizon of our awareness—Calling us to Awaken! Urging us to respond:


 
From a place of softening, and opening our Hearts 
we come to realize,


there has been an over-arching theme 
guiding humanity’s long, collective growth:


 
Each Soul is an integral part of the Whole Living Being—


and each, in their own Way, is advancing
toward the Supreme Glory,



growing into their fullness 
of Love and Light and Divinity, 
as the Circle waxes whole.


 


 


photo: The Mother Temple, Pura Besakih, largest and most revered temple, on the slopes of Gunung Agung mountain, Bali, Emi Miller



In Wisdom’s Light, A Message of Peace For All People, Vol. I, Emi Miller


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I Heard the Forest Crying

I heard the forest crying. The usually glowing trees, with their green leaves Dressed in Summer’s regalia, the light shining through them, with a hazy glow, Showering their leaves, here and there, as a light breeze nudged their tips upwards, to kiss the sun.

All of this was there, as I drove through the wooded glen, and yet something made me stop all at once — stop With a pain that suddenly had penetrated my being, turning my heart into a circle of tremendous sorrow, filling the whole of my chest with insufferable grief.

The depth of this sorrow was so intense, it was like the pain I have felt at the death of a close one. And yet it’s sudden onset completely took my breath away, and I had to stop my car on the side of the small lane, and tune my awareness to a place of absolute silence, Breath and Presence.

It was from this place of deep heartache, that I heard the forest crying; It was crying on my left, and also on my right. It was crying in front and in back. It was crying above, and its pain touched the sky.

After a time of deep, soundless wounding, I asked “Why.” And slowly I came to understand: The forest was crying with a sorrow that extended far beyond the small circle of the trees in the forest surrounding me…. It was crying in harmony and union with dying forests around the world.

My breath was taken by the depth and breadth of this pain.

The forests are crying because they Know — intimately — in their fibers, their roots, and from the soil and water and air, the animals and the insects, that the ending time of the forests’ life on this Earth is here.

Together they are crying with all of the plant and animal life around the world, through a depth of vibratory connections, above and beyond our Human, everyday senses.

Slowly, after a long time, I backed onto the lane, and being a solo visitor at that moment, I inched my way to my meeting… in the heart of the forest, at an inn.

The next morning, at sunrise, I was awakened by a small bird singing: It’s song was strong and clear: It was greeting the dawn with the same song that I had heard sung during many journeys to countries and cultures far and near — “Beresh-it! Beresh-it!” == “In the Beginning of the Beginning”

”Bereshit”– The first word of the Torah, the ‘Old Testament’ …And yet why now? Why this song sung around the world at dawn? An answer was received: The little birds are singing the New Era into Being… This work has been told to us by the teachings of the Anasazi, the Hopi, and many more of our ancestors. Having learned that by singing what is desired — by singing not of impending doom, but of what is desired to come — our feathered Friends, are helping to teach us how to birth a new beginning, a new Epoch: A world fresh and pure.

Oh yes, dear Ones, yes — the forests are crying today. And the little birds are our midwives: Listen for their song each morning. You will soon hear it: “Bereshit. Bereshit.” “In the Beginning of the Beginning, the Most High creates the world…again and again… a world that is always ending, always renewed.

In Wisdom’s Light, Ancient and Modern Teaching Stories and Practices, Vol. III, Emi Miller © Copyright, 2004, and 2018 Emi Miller, All rights reserved NOTICE: This is copyrighted material and may not be reproduced in whole or part. It may not be edited, altered, or otherwise modified, except with the express permission of the author.

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I heard the forest crying. The usually glowing trees, with their green leaves Dressed in Summer’s regalia, the light shining through them, with a hazy glow, Showering their leaves, here and there, as a light breeze nudged their tips upwards, to kiss the sun.

All of this was there, as I drove through the wooded glen, and yet something made me stop all at once — stop With a pain that suddenly had penetrated my being, turning my heart into a circle of tremendous sorrow, filling the whole of my chest with insufferable grief.

The depth of this sorrow was so intense, it was like the pain I have felt at the death of a close one. And yet it’s sudden onset completely took my breath away, and I had to stop my car on the side of the small lane, and tune my awareness to a place of absolute silence, Breath and Presence.

It was from this place of deep heartache, that I heard the forest crying; It was crying on my left, and also on my right. It was crying in front and in back. It was crying above, and its pain touched the sky.

After a time of deep, soundless wounding, I asked “Why.” And slowly I came to understand: The forest was crying with a sorrow that extended far beyond the small circle of the trees in the forest surrounding me…. It was crying in harmony and union with dying forests around the world.

My breath was taken by the depth and breadth of this pain.

The forests are crying because they Know — intimately — in their fibers, their roots, and from the soil and water and air, the animals and the insects, that the ending time of the forests’ life on this Earth is here.

Together they are crying with all of the plant and animal life around the world, through a depth of vibratory connections, above and beyond our Human, everyday senses.

Slowly, after a long time, I backed onto the lane, and being a solo visitor at that moment, I inched my way to my meeting… in the heart of the forest, at an inn.

The next morning, at sunrise, I was awakened by a small bird singing: It’s song was strong and clear: It was greeting the dawn with the same song that I had heard sung during many journeys to countries and cultures far and near — “Beresh-it! Beresh-it!” == “In the Beginning of the Beginning”

”Bereshit”– The first word of the Torah, the ‘Old Testament’ …And yet why now? Why this song sung around the world at dawn? An answer was received: The little birds are singing the New Era into Being… This work has been told to us by the teachings of the Anasazi, the Hopi, and many more of our ancestors. Having learned that by singing what is desired — by singing not of impending doom, but of what is desired to come — our feathered Friends, are helping to teach us how to birth a new beginning, a new Epoch: A world fresh and pure.

Oh yes, dear Ones, yes — the forests are crying today. And the little birds are our midwives: Listen for their song each morning. You will soon hear it: “Bereshit. Bereshit.” “In the Beginning of the Beginning, the Most High creates the world…again and again… a world that is always ending, always renewed.

In Wisdom’s Light, Ancient and Modern Teaching Stories and Practices, Vol. III, Emi Miller © Copyright, 2004, and 2018 Emi Miller, All rights reserved NOTICE: This is copyrighted material and may not be reproduced in whole or part. It may not be edited, altered, or otherwise modified, except with the express permission of the author.

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THE ONE BEING ONE


The Unlimited, The Supreme, The Divine, represent the multitude of innumerable facets and qualities of The Most High.

 

These and thousands of other names that have been used throughout the world, in all societies, in every epoch, do not restrict The Most Exalted, nor limit the boundless expressions of The Ever Living, The Bestower, The Creator of Life and Death.

 

For The Fashioner of All has made absolutely clear to all who have ever sought The Beloved One:

 

There is no single name able to completely hold

The Originator, The Restorer, The Omniscient.

 

For every breath of every being,

and every movement of every atom,

in the outer and the Inner Realms


are only a small part of
The ONE Being ONE,


The Most Sublime, The Holy One,

The Alpha and Omega.


And each flower petal

and each planet,

and each tear on the face

of every one —

are all singing the Heart songs of 
“I AM THAT I AM.”

In Wisdom’s Light, A Message of Peace for All People, Vol. I, Emi Miller


Photo: Summer Flowers By A Brook, Emi Miller
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When Love And Beauty Rule The Day

Love and Beauty are the Essence of Goodness, the primal elements of The Most Holy
The Divine Essence of Love exists with-in all Life; knowledge of this depth of Love is what each Prophet has been Called to bring to Humanity, and what every Soul hopes to attain. And no matter what the path, Divine Love is what each Soul knows to be Absolute Truth, the rock bottom foundation upon which all of life rests. It is through Humanity’s seeking and finding Love, that we come to ‘Know’ — that The Most High exists with-in all form.


Here is an example of Harmonizing with Divine Love — What if you were to imagine being able to look into a mirror, and see ugliness reflected back to you. One could say that ugliness exists in the world, at that moment, for you. Yet, perhaps a good friend is standing next to you, looking into the same mirror. They may be seeing your Beauty reflected there, from a Heart filled with Love for you, and no ugliness at all! In this way we may understand that seeing ugliness reflecting back to us would lead us to have an unhappy day, while our friend’s view is likely to lead them to have a day and their world filled with Beauty. This is true whenever we look into the Holy Mirror of the World.

With this knowledge, if we see ugliness or hatred reflected back to us, a question may arise, “Where is my negative view coming from— and what harvest is to be reaped from this view?”

As Humanity begins to awaken, and Remembers the part we each are to play in the daily creation of the world — if Love and Beauty are to become our harvest, our individual, and collective Soul-task is to keep the ‘World Mirror’ filled with Beauty and Love. When this realization becomes our Guide, Beauty and Love will come to be reflected more and more in the Sacred Mirror of the World— and when Love and Beauty rule the day, the Holy Garden that springs forth will be our harvest.

Then how shall we begin our task? Our search for Divine Love and Beauty might begin with an effort made each day to Remember, the Sacred, and ever-so-malleable, Holy Mirror:

Anticipating awakening
in a flash we find —

the world shimmering with Beauty!
as if the sun were poking through dark clouds.

Once again we understand
that Nature’s Garden lies in waiting,

to become fully alive—
in the here and now—
through you and I.








Photo: Nature’s Beauty, Red Flower, Eva Rose Edleson
In Wisdom’s Light, A Message of Peace for All People, Vol. II, Emi Miller
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Planting and Growing A Garden of Light

It is the sum total of all of Humanity’s actions and thoughts that brings into being, whatsoever light or darkness there is. Thus the maximum Harmony and Beauty that the Earth Plane receives depends on each one of us.  

We are not expected to individually create the peace on Earth. Rather each of us is continuously asked and offered the possibility of keeping our own garden filled with Harmony, and daily watered with Love and Beauty.

Everyone has a garden under their care and responsibility. Some have large gardens, and others are small. The size of one’s garden represents each one’s capacity and limitations.

Our personal garden consists of  every step that we take, and every thought that we make from the moment we open our eyes until we open them again the next morning.  And, just as we appreciate walking by a beautiful garden, and recognize those that have been left unattended or are filled with weeds and trash,  we mostly fail to notice our responsibility – to fill our ‘garden’ with  light through diligently working to bring Love-Light to each one we meet throughout our days.

If we  find our days filled with darkness and gloom, we can begin each day with a promise to plant seeds of happiness, by offering our smiles, warm words, and acts of caring, to those we find in our garden each day.

If stubborn weeds have grown, prayer and apologies cleanse and refresh the ground of our consciousness — and the hearts of our family and friends. In this way even the most overgrown and neglected gardens become places where children and adults like to visit and take rest, and one by one the world will be graced with beauty.

 

 

Photo: A Summer Garden, Emi Miller

In Wisdom’s Light, Ancient and Modern Teaching Stories and Practices, Vol. III, Emi Miller

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