I’m going through the same process with the divine state of maturity that I went through with the divine state of love.
I’m talking about maturity as a tangible space, not an attitude. You say you didn’t know it was a tangible, sensible space? I didn’t know either.
When I get distracted and forget about it, just like love, it leaves. Whether that’s just now or forever, I don’t know.
But I do know that love is permanent in the higher dimensions, so why would the divine state of maturity not be?
When I return my attention to it, it’s there in a different way than an ordinary mood or feeling might be.
It’s there as that which includes everything. Love includes everything. In the Ocean of Love one cannot move or look anywhere that isn’t love. Here too maturity feels as if it’s everywhere, in some way that I cannot comprehend or explain.
Again maturity has no flavor or feel or touch that I can convey to you. Like all the other divine states I’ve experienced so far, I know it by its effects on me.
In maturity, I feel as if everything’s OK. There’s nothing to fear and nothing to worry about. I feel above or beyond turmoil. This is the same way I felt in exaltation. (1) The two are very similar in this respect.
But maturity is more than a feeling that everything’s OK. I’m immersed in the certain knowledge that is.
Oh, not OK as far as paying the electric bill is concerned. But in terms of the real and great questions in life – everything’s exactly where it should be in the Mother’s Plan. And that is a settled conviction which seems to go along with the state of maturity.
The hubbub and pandemonium around us revolves around the dark ones’ leave-taking. Michael recently said, in an interview I’ll post soon, to look to the old simply fading away. I accept that.
The space that maturity is is the answer to worries, fears, and other stressors. The certainty that everything is OK is palpable and does not allow of stressors. I used the metaphor of the Michelin Man years ago. As long as I’m in maturity (or love) I wear this protective barrier around myself like the Michelin Man that stress and worry cannot penetrate.
Footnotes
(1) Steve: The space that I call transformative love, what dimension is it?
Archangel Michael: It is the seventh dimension.
Steve: Then what dimension is bliss?
AAM: It is between eight and nine.
Steve: And ecstasy?
AAM: Twelfth.
Steve: And what about exaltation?
AAM: Then you have moved beyond. (Archangel Michael in a personal reading with Steve Beckow through Linda Dillon, Jan. 20, 2016.)
[Beyond would be the Transcendental.]
See An Ascension Ethnography at https://goldenageofgaia.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/An-Ascension-Ethnography-8.pdf, pp. 435-8. 447-8, and 627-630.