Love Lessons

Everyone is searching, searching, searching. Everyone is looking for...what...they don't know. They are not awake. They are still asleep. I was there for most of the days of my life. You have read of my journey with Jesus, which is ongoing, and you are hopefully beginning to understand what this journey entails. But, I would be remiss if I did not tell you the most important part of this journey. It is very personal and very important. It unfolds differently for each and every one of us on Earth. Because each of us is unique, even though we are all children of God, our Father. There are no chosen people. There is no chosen one. If only we unlearn what we have been taught all of our lives and become open spiritually and open our hearts to learn what we have known all along, then we are able to learn the Spirit of Truth. We are born of unconditional Love and we will return to unconditional Love. In between is the journey in the human flesh, which is temporary. The spirit, the soul, never dies. It is eternal. We hear this over and over and over from different sources, but until we fully embrace this concept of being a spiritual being contained in human flesh, we will not understand. We are not human beings with a spirit, a soul. We are spiritual beings clothed in human flesh.

The journey in human flesh teaches us many lessons in Love. The progression may be different for each of us, but some basic truths are contained in these lessons in Love. I can only tell you how these lessons evolved in my life. Your lessons may be very different than mine. And come to you at very different times in your life than they came to me. Of course, I have written of the day I met Jesus, the messages that seemed to come to me before I even heard them from my Teacher (Jesus), and how my transformation from the cocoon to the beautiful butterfly began. But Love, well....Love...is everything. Love is All. And as you no doubt have heard, Love is All All All. If you have experienced this type of Love born of the Spirit of Truth, you know this. If not, well...quite possibly you are sleeping and need help in awakening to the Spirit of Truth. It has changed my life. And many others.

I have alluded many times to you that I did not have a normal childhood. That is where my description of my childhood will stop at this point in my life. I only mention it for this subject. Most of us are born of parents who are our human source of teaching unconditional Love and Trust. I did not have that, and I suspect there are many of us out there who did not have it either. We are the ones who are sleeping, maybe in a career, a troubled marriage or other relationship, or the church. We have surrounded ourselves with material possessions and friends we constantly look to for approval and social activity. We stay busy. We are stretched to the limit monetarily, emotionally, physically and keep a calendar for our activities. We remain securely wrapped in our human creation of our own safe cocoon. We follow the crowd.

I remember the moment of perfect clarity that I fell in Love with God during my lessons with my spiritual Teacher. First I laughed, then I cried. Why had I never felt this way before. Where had I been all my life on this earth as a human. It was, well...indescribable. Awesome. Uplifting. Freeing. For me this was my first Love lesson.

To fall in Love with God is the most awesome and inspiring thing mortal man can accomplish in his or her lifetime. It is the realization that to find God is to go within yourself, and in turn begin to fall in Love with yourself. The indwelling God. We are all born with a part of God inside, because God created us in His image, He placed that particle of Himself within each of us. We just don't know this. We have been taught to seek God outside of ourselves, in Heaven or in others, or in books, or religion. No. We must spend time in silence, alone, and only then will we find God and hear Him speak to us. The heart pounds, it is hard to breathe, the palms get sweaty, but if we can learn to just breathe and relax, there He is in all His glory. And once we find Him, we can do it over and over and over. Sometimes, He approaches us in times of terrible tragedy, and then disappears, because we are not ready to know Him yet. This was the case for me.

So now, we are in Love with God and can call on Him at will for courage, grace, dignity, unconditional Love and so much more. Now, we also begin to Love ourselves. We want to take care of this human flesh because we want to experience more and more of this beautiful Love and Peace we have found. So we start by doing all the right things for this human flesh and we stop abusing it. We eat healthy, we live clean, we get outdoors in nature to renew the spirit, we quit smoking, we do all the right things as much as possible for this human flesh. This is falling in Love with self. Self care. Respect for the human flesh.

And how do we learn what is good for this human flesh. Jesus. I am a Jesusonian. I belong to Jesusanity. I belong to Jesus. Jesus is my teacher and my Brother. Jesus and I spent a lot of time together. Jesus was a patient and Loving Teacher. He taught me by first getting me to breathe and relax. His Love for me was unconditional. He and God were the Loving parents I did not have in my life. He and God became my foundation for my life. Jesus taught me to Love myself. Slowly, over two years and several months, Jesus spent time patiently teaching me about me. Jesus taught me how to find myself. Jesus taught me about self care by caring for me. Really caring for me as his Sister. Suddenly I felt powerful, strong, Loving, patient, conscious, and filled with Love. I fell in Love with myself. Wow. I realized I did not need anyone else. I could choose who I wanted to spend time with and how I wanted to spend that time. I could choose to let go of negative people and just walk away and never look back. I could choose to let go of negative thinking and just be happy with me and walking in the sunshine. It was all up to me and Loving myself.

And the last Love lesson came from that. I fell in Love with Love. I am still in Love with Love. You don't need another human to fall in Love. Fall in Love with Love. It is empowering and you will be happy. Because you choose to be happy. And then you blossom. You shine. You become Love, pure and golden. And Love reigns supreme. Over everything else on the face of this Earth. Love is all there is, Love is you, Love is God, your Father. Love is your Brother, Jesus. Love is every other human on the face of this Earth. Your Brothers and Sisters. Then that Love becomes brighter and brighter and shines out on this Earth. And that comes back to you, thousands, millions of times over. This is our way to lasting Peace on this Earth. This is the only answer to all that is wrong on this Earth.

Love lessons. There is a lot wrong right now on this Earth. But there are still so many out there who are praying for a way to make it right. This is the way. Jesus is truly the Way, the Truth and the Life. Love is the way. A new world is coming. A brand new world. We speak of the Harvest, which is the next lesson in my journey. We are amidst the Harvest in this world today. Learn the Love lessons....and join me in the new world when the shift comes. These words are strange to you at this moment. But you have felt something stir inside of you....I felt it also. I still feel it. The pull. The attraction to his kingdom on Earth.

Stay with me on the journey. And remember the Love lessons. Love is All, All, All......

Copyright/Susan Steeley 2014

Butterflies

A long time ago, when my search began for...what...I didn't know for sure what I was searching for in my life. I was suddenly homebound, alone and lonely. Trapped. A prisoner in my own home. Unable to work. Unable to be with people. In bed all day and all night. So I became one of "those" people. Those people who spend all their time on Facebook. The lonely. The house bound. The people who had been lost and suddenly found they had a place they could go and make "Friends". So, I looked up and studied pets, dogs specifically. I've always had a little toy female dog in my life. I guess it was my parents trying to make up for so much loss and hurt in my life, at a very young age. To this day I have a little female dog. She is almost like a little person. They are all like that, little toy breed dogs. Well, so here I am on Facebook and I find the dark side. Or, what I thought was the dark side of life. Witches, warlocks, covens. But I visited their walls on Facebook over and over. These people were onto something. It was more like pagan religion, which is as old as time. Some of the things I read and loved and shared on my wall. Some of the things, well, I was very cautious in what I shared. I liked that they openly expressed unconditional love for each other. They said things like Blessed Be, and So mote it be. New experiences for me. Learning experiences. There is the dark side of life, and then you find it is not so dark after all. They cared about the environment, each other and natural medicine, food, everything natural. So I would friend and talk to them. There is some wisdom there. Some life experience.

Then I joined the Angel groups. I was with them a long time and I still am friends with them. There are many Angel groups, and they are filled with what they call Love and Light. They are pleasant, they use herbs for everything. They are into crystals and flowers and tea and prayer and the inner qualities of everyone. They and the covens I had joined seemed to communicate with each other. I learned about spirit here first. I learned to sit outside in nature and observe. Sit in the same place every day in the sun and be aware of your surroundings. Watch for you animal totems and spirits. Watch and listen for your Angels. Your spirit guides. Part witch, part Angel, part Native American culture. So I did all these things. Nothing was happening. And then one day, the most beautiful butterfly landed on me. On my arm. And it sat there for a good fifteen minutes, opening and closing its beautiful wings and, I swear, looking into my eyes. And then it was gone. Simply flew away. I felt something inside. Like it was trying to tell me something. Silly, I thought, butterflies can't talk. But then, the next day it was there again. Already on the arm of my patio chair. Like it was waiting for me. So out I went and sat down. Sure enough, it moved up and sat on my arm and seemed content to just sit there until I moved to go inside.

This went on day after day, for many days, and I thought of this butterfly as someone I had lost who was trying to talk to me in a way I could not understand. Then, one day, a huge black Raven walked up to the patio, came very close and let out this loud and jarring screeching noise. I jumped at least a foot. Then it looked at me. Stared at me. What was it trying to tell me. I had no idea. But now, daily, I had a butterfly and a Raven. So I would take a piece of bread out and feed the Raven and let the butterfly sit on my arm and we were a perfectly happy little family of sorts sitting in the sun on the patio. I talked about this in the Angel groups and everyone kept telling me this was very special and I should pay attention to my inner feelings when these creatures were with me. It seems these were my animal totems, so the Angels told me. I was skeptical. I began taking pictures of the butterfly. Beautiful, like the one above. Sitting on my Star Gazer Lilies in my flower garden. And then other butterflies started showing up. Beautiful colors, beautiful wings, small, large, unusual. All unique and different in their own way. They made me so light hearted and feel somehow comforted, better.

Well, one day I was visiting online with Joshua Ben Joseph, and I looked at his wall and he had butterflies posted all over it. And he saw a picture on my wall that he asked permission to use in Jesusanity. The picture is in the upper right hand corner here as my profile picture. It is of a young woman laying her head on a large book and butterflies are flying up out of the book and all around her. She is sleeping. He posted that picture on his Facebook page, which at that time was Joshua Ben Joseph. He posted it as his cover photo. I had no idea why he did this. Some time went by and he kept asking about my butterflies and had I been spending time in the garden with them. I said yes, and he said this was very good and he wanted me to do this every day. Which I was, so it was easy to honor his wish.  

I was reading more and more of Jesusanity on his Facebook page and I came across something that made me freeze in one spot and my eyes kept reading it over and over again and again. The transformation of those who are sleeping peacefully, into waking up and remembering their real purpose on this earth. The butterfly represents those people. You see, the caterpillar weaves his cocoon, crawls inside for the winter, is warm and protected and in the spring emerges slowly as a beautiful butterfly. Of course, how obvious it was to me at this point. Just one of the many "aha" moments on my journey. I was like the butterfly. I was still in the cocoon. I was not ready to wake up yet.

Joshua Ben Joseph. He asked me every day about my butterflies. I would take pictures of them and describe every one of them in great detail to him. He would teach me something about God and Jesus every day. We had long discussions about these things and I soaked it up like a sponge. Who was this man? Joshua Ben Joseph. I kept saying his name. His name would wake me up in the night and I would remember his words in my sleep. Powerful words. Beautiful words. Words that made me think. Make me wake up, gradually.

A little at a time I was learning. Learning the way it was supposed to be, but hadn't been. A way that rang true. A way that was right and good. A lesson every day. He spent a lot of time with me. Online in Facebook. Teaching. What a great Teacher he was...is...

What did I learn? I learned Love, compassion, understanding, respect for all peoples, but most of all I learned about me.

That's all for today. There are plenty more days to tell about this journey I am on with Joshua Ben Joseph....oh, and Joshua Ben Joseph translated roughly into English, is Son Of Joseph. And, what, do you say, has that to do with Jesus? Just wait...oh just wait...you will be with me for the rest of the journey and in time, I will tell you.....

 

Copyright/Susan Steeley 2014

The Message

I had worked all my life, well over forty years, been married three times, had two sons and suddenly I was no longer able to work due to my health. My entire adult identity was tied to career, work, purpose. In the beginning, when I was told I could no longer work by my physicians, I was lost. I was very ill, bedridden, shut off from people. I love people, all people. How did I end up here, now, in this bed, alone. Lonely. Depressed. Just plain sick. I was so unhappy. But I thought a lot. I thought about my childhood, which was not good. I was an only child. Alone, lonely, surrounded by adults always, longing for children my age to play with, longing for brothers and sisters. So I had heard of this thing called Facebook. I set up an account on my laptop while in bed. I could sit up in bed and write. It was painful. So, in the beginning I posted very little. Wow. Suddenly all these people were messaging me and friending me and asking things about me. I developed what I considered to be a daily job. I have always loved to write and to tell jokes and develop relationships and meet new people. Perfect!

And then that day I met Jesus, you remember, the very first post on my blog. That first conversation was astounding. I was mesmerized with this Joshua Ben Joseph. He told me he was just like me. He told me his name was Roger. But, I felt something very different, deep in my soul. I felt I was learning something very valuable and that I should pay very close attention to every word he said. I was afraid, very afraid. How could I, of all the people on the face of this earth, be one of the chosen to be picked. You see, he and others had been watching me on Facebook. Reading my wall, my posts, my conversations, my friend list and how I interacted with those friends. What was important to me, how I had developed over the six months or so since I had joined Facebook and opened my account. And besides, they did not choose me, I chose to send him a friend request.

He asked me how I felt about "religion". I told him I was a convert to Catholicism. I told him the Catholic Church was the only church for me. I had been a Catholic since 2003. But, I had some issues with the Catholic Church. I did not agree with everything they were doing in 2006. You've seen it all in the news, so I won't list all those things here. Let's get back to "The Message".

He asked me about my belief system. My personal relationship with God. The Bible. Scripture. He asked me so many questions. And then he said it was no coincidence that I was speaking with him. He said there is a reason people are put in our lives. Always. A reason. And it may be some time before we realize why those people just show up and become close to us. The person who suggested I friend him was also a friend of his, and a friend of mine. Someone else who had been watching my wall and my posts. You see, every morning I gave a good morning message. I love to write, as I said before, and I love people. All people. So my message was always about Love and the day and God's beautiful earth. Then I would write a message in the evening. A good night message. I rarely missed a day over the months and years, and I still do this when I am feeling well and it is not too late. I go to bed very early.

I had been searching on Facebook. Fascinating, the knowledge of different countries, cultures, beliefs, food, everything you could learn from the people who actually lived in all those places. Different languages. Through conversation I learned to talk to anyone, anywhere with emoticons and brief occasional words that stood out in our posts. I was into Angel groups, Dark Witches and Warlocks so handsome and beautiful and pagan. So interesting. Going back in time, learning, learning, learning, so much so quickly. I was in groups that are very prestigious in other countries. I was friends with musicians who were popular in the 60's, 70's, 80's, even popular today. I found my place. My place to interact with people.

Now I will share the message I began to use at night, because the good night message I began to use and refine over and over was the reason I was chosen. And when I have time, I still use it to say good night to all my friends all over the world.

"The day is done. I did my best. I love you all. Remember to Love Thy God, Love Thy Neighbor as Thyself. We are ALL Brothers and Sisters. We are ONE. We are all children of God. We are so very small in this huge universe of universes. We need to stop the petty bickering, the arguing, the debate. It doesn't matter. We must think Bigger, much Bigger. We must see that Love and Light are the only way to survive. We must pray for Peace. My life is a prayer for Peace around the world, for all mankind. We must get this right, or we are doomed.....make it so....."

And that really is the message. Oh, and the butterflies? Oh, just wait until I tell you the story of the butterflies. It is incredible and beautiful.....

 

Copyright/Susan Steeley 2014

The Day I Met Jesus

I am always on Facebook. Searching. Looking for old friends and new. Reconnecting with old high school friends. Sharing recipes, pictures of the children and grandchildren. One day I was doing my usual, reading the morning posts while having my coffee, making notes, sending birthday greetings, you know, all the stuff we love to do on Facebook. I was scrolling down my wall and out of the corner of my eye I saw this picture. The one on the left here...see it...how can you miss it. It was there, I was aware of it, but somehow I couldn't bring myself to really look. Ok. I scrolled on past it. I admit. It was so enticing. But no, my experiences with "religion" were somewhat, well...trying. By trying I mean, filled with rules that seemed to get in between me and my purpose for being at church. I mean, let's face it, I am sure you have been to church, belong to a church, or maybe just visited the church. They want you to give them money. They want you to come down to the front and confess your sins in front of God and everyone else. They want to preach to you about sin, hell and damnation. Just when you were getting into the music and feeling somewhat spiritual, your personal experience was interrupted and you lost that feeling inside, that feeling of an "ache", a "pull". Kind of like when you really fell in love the very first time. A burst of, oh...something in your heart.

So I scrolled on by and pretended to ignore it, finished my posting and other fun stuff on Facebook and chatted with some of my friends for a bit and logged off. The next morning, I got my first cup of coffee, sat down at the computer and logged in. I wrote my good morning post and started reading my notifications and answering them, you know, "like" "comment" "share".......scrolling down the page and there he was again!!!! Out of the corner of my eye I saw him, his eyes watching me, waiting...waiting for what? Well, this went on for several days. Then one morning I was into my morning  routine on Facebook and WOW, up popped this suggestion from someone I knew and was a friend that I "friend" him, specifically "Joshua Ben Joseph". I looked at the picture, I stared at the picture. Suddenly I was terrified. His eyes. The "Follow Me" at the top of the picture, like it was stamped on his forehead.

I squirmed in my seat, my palms started sweating and I just stared at him for the longest time. I thought, "What will I possibly say if he accepts my request?", "Am I good enough?", "Will he lecture me?" Oh, I was terrified. Simply terrified. And then the name. Joshua Ben Joseph? I took a very deep breath and sent him a friend request, thinking "Oh he won't accept my friend request", "He probably has so many followers he won't have time for me". But BAM, right away, there he was, saying "Good morning".......uh, now what...what should I say? I said "Good morning"....right away he started asking me questions, you know, who are you, where are you....and suddenly I thought, "What kind of a nut have I connected with here?" A perfect stranger on Facebook. All the warnings we have all heard went running through my mind. So I decided to take control of the conversation. I started asking questions, like who are you, where are you, what are you doing on Facebook, are you after women, I am married, I am a grandmother of twelve. On and on I went. He said nothing. I said I thought I had made a mistake and I am a very private person. He said "WAIT!!! Don't go...I am Roger, I am just like you. I was afraid too. When I saw the picture. Don't be afraid. I don't want anything. I just want to share with you, be friends with you".

The Day I Met Jesus. I have to tell you I did not know then what I know now. Oh, what a different person I am than I was that day. You will have to come back and read my blog every day now, because I am going to take you on a journey with me. A beautiful, wonderful, incredible journey. A very long journey, full of rich emotions and peaks and valleys. A journey you will enjoy. A journey you will love. A journey you will be yearning to read about each day as I describe what happens to me along the way.

This is only the beginning. And so we begin........