The announcement by Vladmir Putin that Sunday, Feb. 15 was the date on which he’d call a ceasefire in the Ukraine and that heavy weapons would be moved back was for me electrifying. I posted it right away.
There’s nothing like a major move by a world leader to add substance to what are still at this moment simply big dreams of world peace.
Archangel Michael has always said to me that the three obstacles to world peace and the release of the Reval are the Ukrainian rebels, ISIS and Al Qaeda. One down. Two to go.
I’d be gratified if anyone has the opportunity to observe what may be happening with ISIS and Al Qaeda in the next two days and report it through “Contact Us.” It isn’t every day we get to have front-row seats at a major world happening and the coming of world peace is … I’m not sure things come any bigger or better.
I don’t care if the nations of the world take progressive steps backwards, turn around and run, or fly through the air away from war and other forms of violence, as long as war in the world stops.
Yes, I’ve had enough. Definitely. I’ve had enough of being lied to, all the while being milked for all I’m worth and led down a path of increasing debt servitude.
I’ve had enough of hearing and seeing one so many of our trusted leaders indicted for corruption. I’ve had enough of watching our bankers die and no one says a word. The bankers dying are probably only half the agents of corruption. The rest of the victims could very well be innocent people who just know too much. We don’t know. But I’m tired of seeing all the dying.
I went to see a film on Paramahansa Yogananda this evening (Thursday), called Awake! There was a man who spent every moment in deep peace. He still felt the rejection of the society around him, which thought that Hindu mystics were seducing Western women. He could feel pain and sadness and despair.
But he could also toss them off and retreat into samadhi, the deepest peace, even amid the chaotic decade of the Twenties in America.
Before he died, he witnessed the atom bomb being exploded (1945). Nothing made the spiritual path more necessary than seeing the level of harm humanity could inflict upon itself.
Little did he know that no nuclear bomb could be exploded on Earth, even in the short time before he passed on (1952). Never would he have believed that that could come about.
Now peace descends on the world, something that would have caused even him to raise his eyebrows, I’m sure of it.
Everyone – Jesus, Buddha, Lao Tzu, Bodhidharma, Mahatma Gandhi, Aun San Su Kyi, Martin Luther King, Mother Theresa, the Dalai Lama, Desmond Tutu – has worked for peace. And now the moment comes.
It marks the fulfilment of the dream of everyone who’s ever glimpsed the promised land of sahaja samadhi, liberation from all this, which we move gradually but inexorably towards.
I have my front-row seat and I’m waiting expectantly, breathing the blue breeze, applying my violet flame, and doing anything else I can think of to influence the outcome.