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Are We Still Playing The Game of Fragments?

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Brace yourself:

I’m about to tell you a radical, probably shocking secret. (But I’m going to make you wait.)

In a world as topsy-turvy as ours, any claim of the ability to shock us might be considered presumptuous. Maybe even egomaniacal.

After all, we’re stuck in a “civilization” that wallows in the deepest slime of corruption. Groans under the weight of horrid slick tales of blood-splashed brutality and greed-splashed stupidity.

We’ve penned up the world’s healthy wildness, humanity’s ingenious native wisdom & bull-dozed them into cesspools.

Are we waiting for every last remote chance of their revival to dissolve?

Are we “the 99%” actually teamed up with “the 1%” to turn Earth into a shanty museum where the most beautiful and good lay frozen in panoramic exhibits of the past?

Are we waiting until that silent deadline when the simple clarity of enjoying living blue seas, of non-slime-slicked oceans, of non-cracked, non-fracked, non-heart-attacked lands with more beasts thriving than monster bugs & rats, has slipped horribly from the fringes of our reality?

Are we blindly waiting until livid red volcanoes of subconsciously suppressed hate, denied fear, unbridled toxic intent, so swamp our cities with psychic lava of hopelessness that humanity’s forced to cower in a prison corner of Creation?

Let’s be completely honest with ourselves here. Nobody’s watching or judging us in this moment–
except, of course, our most scrupulous exacting taskmasters–
our inner selves.

So we must ask ourselves, because to avoid these harsh questions is to embrace the most deadly mediocrity:

Will we continue to curdle our ethics so sourly that the most shallow behavior, most self-congratulatory criminality, most imbecilic violence are celebrated with no sadness?

Can’t our jaded eyes see how our personal integrity, holistic usefulness & sense of community suffer by being reduced to embarrassing court jesters performing in the royal courts of the rich?

Can’t we see how we–
from the most religious to the most atheistic–
from the most advanced intellectuals to the most incurable simpletons–

all of us seem stuck in a unexplainable waiting game?

For sure, our wait’s well-camouflaged. By sheer cleverness of denials and sheer urgency of private worries.

As a result, some of us, frozen, await Jesus Christ’s return.
Some of us expect the next Buddha, the next Iman Mahdi, the next great Caesar to relieve our responsibilities.

Some of us pretend to expect the next great President, the next great corporation, the next great Mayan 2012 calendar date to force our hands, to cleanse our festering wounds–
or the next great & horrible enemy to slap us awake.

Some of us await the landing of the UFOs or the all-saving kindness of our Space Neighbors to revive us, or the next stupendous drug to make us less stupid–
or so stupefied we won’t feel our pain.

Or, the next 1-chance-in-77-million of winning the lottery, the next fated sweet encounter with a soul mate, the next corporate bail-out, the next public hand-out, the next death of an unknown rich uncle…

But what are we waiting for?

Are we really happy with waiting for a dozen different quantum reality versions of a Jesus to wave his wand & decree with finality to each of us in turn,
“You, bad…
You, good…
You, losers…
You, the champs…
You, the chimps”?

Or to distract us with fears of suffering beneath the lash of the next “You’re fired”, “You’re too old”, or “Guess what–you’re doomed, you’re damned & you’re dead!”

Now we’ve force-fed ourselves these tough questions, here’s Part One of that radical shocking secret:

Our waiting time is over.
Our waiting game is already up.
Our ancient tired legends & prized excuses have already surrendered their vitality.
Collapsed like sacred but useless sands of time slip-sliding into the hourglass’ bottom.

The clock already strikes past midnight for the human race.

What does this mean?

It means our past is dead. Our denial is dying.
And here we are.
Naked.
Awakening.
Scared.
Crying out for our Mamas & Papas.

But here we are.
One human family, utterly bored at playing The Game of Fragments.

Can you sense the return of your trust?
Can you feel a strange new calm?
Can you feel your fears of abandonment dissolve?

Can you feel your first deep stirrings of an ancient competence?
Can you admit you believe in your own soul’s wisdom?

Can you abandon your fears that our bridge to The New World is too shaky, too endless, too painful to cross?

Can you stop theorizing about what awaits you on the far side?
Stop squabbling about who deserves to cross & who deserves to stay behind in the Old Darkness?

Can you just be happy with putting one foot in front of the other?
With helping your neighbor who feels too lost or afraid, too ignorant or worthless, to take his or her next small step?

Can you taste your desire to emerge safely on the other side?
To reach new lands & dimensions of greater adventure?

Can you picture with your inner eye & your hidden hearing & your unused heart strength, what it might be like–
no, what it WILL be like–
for you to set foot on that promised shore?

Do you dare imagine the sweet new taste of your freedoms?
Your soul’s secret delight at everyone winning The Game of Fragments?
Can you imagine the awaiting Game of a higher, healthier, happier Reality?

If you can, are you willing to arrive safely–
are you willing for us ALL to arrive safely–
whatever the nature of this Promised Shore–

on that peaceful Island Earth whose pure freshness tugs at our attention–
whose lightening gravity demands we command & commit our energies–
to unchain our futures from self punishment and recrimination
over ancient memories of Paradises Lost–

No matter what the cost?

Are you ready?

I believe you are ready.

I believe I am, too.
Because Reality demands this.

I even believe some of us might already have arrived.
This very minute, crowded around by unseen angels they wave & yell for us.

To snap us from our self hypnosis.

To guide us by the crystalline ring of their voices until the low fog lifts
and reveals that far shore, now startlingly close.

Almost at our feet.

To quicken our steps on our way back Home.

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Let me know any way I can help.
Peace & Happiness to you,
Rev. Scott Ufford,
The Psychic Philosopher
Copyright 2012

Pray One Minute for a Miracle for All Mankind

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Why pray for a miracle one minute a day–every day?

Why make it a focus of your appreciation to pray for a miracle one minute every day?
(Let’s say one minute every day at 1PM.)

Because we’ve heard awe-inspiring stories of people saved from disasters by what seemed like angels–

Such as the woman blinded by swirling smoke on that tragic morning of September 11, 2001, who was led safely down collapsing World Trade Center stairs by a stranger’s hand–by a fireman nobody else later claimed to see or know–

Such as the crippled Tokyo nuclear power plant in March 2011, whose toxic core mysteriously DID NOT overheat & melt down, though the control room gauges reportedly revealed an unknown force, even greater than the plant workers’ heroics, must have intervened to save it–

Or such as, in my own life, the horrible sense of foreboding & unexplainable abdominal distress that forced me, despite a massive pile of work, to beg my boss for the first time to let me leave early–with the result that I walked home whistling my way through the darkened bowels of the WTC to the Jersey PATH train station at 5:30AM, instead of my scheduled 9AM–on 9/11–

But those are during disasters, the short-sighted might say.

Why should I pray for a miracle if I’m fine?
Isn’t that just looking for trouble?
Isn’t it a sign of weakness, asking God to do everything for us?

In response, I’ll cut out all the well-proven scientific rebuttals–

Such as how quantum physicists would say we humans, each & every one of us on our tiny global trampoline, are invisibly connected in a living interactive web to every local power surge, speed bump, mass visualized event, and probable & possible event in the Universe–

And how we together instantly play, with varying degrees of conscious awareness, ever-kaleidoscoping roles in the creation of our mass & private reality–

Instead I’ll answer with 3 simple truths to this question:

Why would it benefit us to pray for a miracle at least one minute a day, every day, at 1PM?

Number One Answer, because we do need it. Let’s be honest with ourselves.

Number Two, because we would enjoy it.

Number Three, because IT WORKS.

And Mother Earth needs it.

The human race & every sentient being, every living, creeping, swimming, flying creature on Earth NEEDS it & DESERVES it.

Because we are not meant to wait for a time of desperation to pray for a miracle.

We can see plenty of desperation & suffering already in the world around us.

Instead, we are invited by the Great Spirit to pray EVERY DAY because a MIRACLE is NOT just what helps us through a disaster or hopeless situation that’s in our face–

We are scientifically constructed to use–to MASTER–the invisible METAPHYSICAL SOUL MAGIC that opens the right door, that turns scowls to smiles, that changes very real physical conditions, that turns a “No” to a “Yes”, that turns confusion or regret into clarity and hope–

That makes the quantum possibility of our experiencing, or not surviving, future “disasters” of any kind progressively less likely.

We should do it for ourselves, for our neighbors, for our country–

For our one squabbling human family that doesn’t yet know it loves itself.

The more you try a daily prayer for a miracle, the better your life will become–

Because no matter what your situation, you are giving God permission to give you the gift of YES.

No matter what the conditions in your present and future life–

Because we all will have our unexpected struggles & pains–

We can honestly say that by saying YES to God’s and the Universe’s miracles of ANY kind–

We are better for it.

Happier for it.

We are made stronger than ever before.

And according to quantum mechanics experts, the benefits of our regular daily focus regularly multiply as they spill over into our visible everyday world to assist us when and where we need it most.

Positive, powerful, practical focus tends to bring positive, powerful, practical results.

When and where we least expect it!

Peace to you my friend.
Thank you for caring and sharing.
Blessings for you in your new world.

Please join my new FB page: Pray One Minute for a Miracle for All Mankind.
Thank you!
Scott Ufford Psychic-Philosopher

Copyright 2011

Update: Are Angels Helping in Japan’s Earthquake Disasters?

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Angry & worried questions I’m getting asked about angels–and Japan’s disasters:

Where are angels when terrible disasters like this strike innocent people?
If angels are real, why don’t they rescue everybody?
What good is an angel if usually nobody can see them except in photos like yours?

Answers:

Angels–with perfect focused determination–race to help as many people in disasters as possible. They are God’s most perfectly loving, empowered race. Totally selfless in their obedience to Him. Serving human well being as purely as they can with every sparkling fiber of their beings.

Fact:
Angels have no time for tears. They have no room or need for despair. They are the living essence of hope in action.

They know all people on Earth seek to fulfill their specific personal reasons for being born into this life–which includes the unfathomable reasons for why and when each of us is harmed or dies.

Angels know without asking, which souls are destined to leave Earth at this moment or that.

Whether this person is meant to die in the train wrecked or the boat swept away. Whether this child is meant to be rescued–sometimes only by divine help–or whether that beloved mother is meant to suffer the pains of her child’s grasp torn away forever by tsunami waves.

Angels know the stories of human suffering that will remain untold. They know the pains of the lonely soul that slowly dies unseen by anyone else in the building collapsed by night.

Angels also know the immense power of a pure human prayer. They know any soul crying out in any instant to God for help can perhaps pierce the encircling doom–can call to him or herself the highest help–and rescue–possible!

Yes–their prayers–and your prayers–can be that powerful instantly.

If you could see with psychic sight, you would’ve seen angelic armies amassing in Japan, telepathically inspiring all people who might listen to seek safe shelter.

You would see them guiding rescuers to outstretched hands pleading from the rubble that might otherwise be missed.

You would see them invisibly ministering to the tears of the injured. To the laments of those whose family is lost.

You would see them healing the souls of those suddenly, shockingly, dead without warning, who now pour through the portals of the Spirit World.

You would also see many ordinary human souls on the other side anxiously taking the angel’s cue to help who they can, however they can.

Here’s what the angels want you and me to understand today:
We are here on Earth to learn the angel’s work. As much as we open our hearts, we can learn from these Great Ones.

They urge us to open up to what we can do.

What can you do when you hear horrific news? Today you’re invited to learn by experience:

Rule Number One:
Listen to your heart at every opportunity.

Rule Number Two:
When you feel love stir in you for someone suffering, when you feel distress, when you feel despair & compassion burn you:

EXPRESS IT. Make that prayer–SEND that powerful beam of LOVE POWER–for Japan, for Egypt, for Libya, for Iran, for your unknown neighbor–KNOW angels & your higher self will focus your beam of supercharged good intent on exactly the right person in suffering, in the right place of calamity, upon the trembling baby in the rubble crying in their heart THIS SECOND, RIGHT NOW for an unseen rescuer….

BLESS you ALL. Bless this ONE EARTH. Bless this our ONE FAMILY.

Bless the good that you are. Why? Because you care so much.
Rev. Scott Ufford

Copyright 2011