Oneness in all things, how is it that your beauty is known to some? Take us across to thy abode. This moment houses thy very bliss, enkindling my love of thee. Magnificent treasure, thy love and thy Light dances before me by the seashore, wave upon wave the cosmic waters. Oh friend, the water people at play beckon my attention, come dance water person to a rhythm that is fluid and holy. Take us across from dream to dream, lead us from the unreal, to the real.
Mystical Poetry: By Brother Ed
Meeting up with both St., Francis and Lord Jesus, was not a surprise for me. I had spoken to Francis while at home before entering the hospital. From previous experiences in my place of being in realizing my own consciousness, I wanted to get back to where I came from, and that was Heaven. Thus, leaving my body and being greeted by Guides or Angel, if you will, giving me direction as to how to proceed, liken to being at the Union Station, but a way station, a layover before getting to my destination, Heaven. I was expecting to enter Heaven as I had pre-knowledge already of this reality of Heaven. Children already know what Heaven is all about. The younger the child is, the closer the doorway to Heaven the child has come from, and remembers this reality. But, as he or she gets older, that memory of heaven is forgotten and fades away with the years experience on this side of the ‘border’.
