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What Will YOU Say About You When You’re Gone?

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Whatever gets said about you in your eulogy is beyond your control-unless of course, you pay a very trusted, very healthy friend in advance to read from a script you write today.

But isn’t something far more important than what others say about you at your funeral?

After all–unless your spirit hovers around for the grand ceremony–you won’t hear a word of it. Whatever good your friendly eulogist reveals–and whatever ill he or she conceals–wont make a bit of difference to your future.

No matter what shocking secrets get told, those who love you are unlikely to love you any less–unless some really tawdry shocking scandal gets ripped from your closet and flung into your open casket.

Nor will florid gushing words of praise carry much weight with those who have scorned you all your life. (Though they might reserve final judgment until the reading of your will.)

No, in fact, the only worthwhile words to consider are:

What will YOU say about you when you’re gone?

I ask this tough question because really, yours is the only voice that counts.

But do you think God does the talking during your past life exam, at your final judgment? Do you think He asks you questions that you can concoct clever answers to? Do you think you can talk your way out of a rotten situation, or bluff your way into a cozier afterlife?

Forget about it. Because the secret is: God only listens.

How awkward is that?

Imagine: you are standing in the presence of Absolutely Relentless Truth–and Absolutely Relentless Love.

Instead of being asked anything, the Total Spiritually Honest Presence of that Absolutely Relentless Truth and Absolutely Relentless Love will simply open your naked soul to It–completely:

It will listen to your life. With you.

Look into your life. With you.

Let you completely feel, and reveal, all your soul secrets.

It will let you observe–for the first time, with COMPLETE PROTECTIVE UNDERSTANDING–the deep-down gritty meanings of every struggle, hope, care and mistake cradled inside you.

Why this crazy, naked, painful process?

Because at the end of this rigorous Absolutely Relentless Truth exam–no matter what your score, however high or low, or whether or not you miserably failed on almost all counts of what you knew was important to you before you birthed into this ignorant physical life:

For precious timeless moments–when you will be bared to God, at exam’s end–you will feel comforted by a whole-souled joyful wave of that sea of Absolutely Relentless Love.

Beyond relief, beyond gratitude, beyond a joyful splash of YES! Thank you! from your heart that any words can express–

you will remember how it feels to BE truly alive.

What happens next?

You can’t remain in God’s Presence, or that of Jesus, or Buddha, or Mother Mary, or Krishna, or Allah, for long.

Why not?

Because you have to continue evolving your soul at that level of quality, of subtle honesty, of refined virtue–that you yourself have EARNED.

You have to go about your naturally assigned level of experience in that brave new World of Spirit. You can only learn from where you are. For example, what use entering a scribbler of mental graffiti in the Master Painter class? Or, what benefit would come from forcing an emotional tightwad into Grad School for Generous Hearts?

Whatever great or humble initiations come to you, you must EARN them. You will pass or fail them by your whole-souled service to God Reality, which is your Soul, and Sole, Reality.

Others may help you–Jesus may help bring you forgiveness, for example–God knows this is a spiritual fact–and your Earthly deeds may help bring you cleansing.

But wherever you are inside yourself today–whatever private Truths your heart of hearts speaks aloud upon demand–that is your future.

We can be grateful that God is pushing us and our whole human civilization–the good and the bad of us, the rough-polished gems and the rotten tomatoes of us–

wisely, lovingly moving us into what the World Teacher Maitreya calls The Age of Spiritual Honesty.

Good news! Because the more Real, the more True, the more Honest our lives get while we’re still alive–the better for everyone’s survival. The better for everyone’s happiness!

Please listen to your True Inner Voice. Hear what you’ve said all your life. Hear what Clear New Messages await your attention.

Listen to your heart. Truly, you are worthy of this act of self love.

Rev. Scott Ufford,
Spiritualist minister
Copyright 2011

Angels Do Exist in NYC: Photographic Proof

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What might be more convincing proof to you that angels exist in New York City:

Photos taken by a Hollywood film wizard? Or randomly taken by a technological Luddite from 270 feet in the air (the 27th floor) during his grave-yard shift lunch break (at 4AM)?

As you look at these pix, I’ll let you guess which category I fall into.

These ethereal photos were taken in April 2009. What I saw at the time was a barge anchored next to the Staten Island Ferry Terminal buildings at New York City’s southernmost tip.

But what startling reality the camera saw on the roof, I didn’t–until later:

So far, people’s responses have ranged from “Really beautiful!” to “Is that a reflection or light leak?” to “Spooky!” to “Gives me a feeling of peace.”

What do you feel?

This photo, taken 7 minutes before, from my exact same perch at the exact same angle, clearly reveals no sign of any angelic-like being or any light leaks. No reflective objects appear on the roof, which is gray and featureless except for what by day look like a couple low curved steam vents or chimneys set far apart.

Experts say a real (non-manipulated image) reveals more details, not less, when it’s zoomed in on. Case in point:

This breath-taking photo was taken of the angelic image when magnified more than 2x on my monitor. (On your computer, you can also hold down the Control-Shift keys and press the “+” button several times.) You can see the vast luminous energy field, at least 12 feet in diameter, contains five or six sections that arc out like petals from three distinct orbs or centers.

“Almost like the soul of a butterfly,” one person said.

Another commented, “Looks like a giant Mickey Mouse!” (You’d have to imagine the two smaller points of light as his ears.)

I’m sure the spirit, or the butterfly soul, or the angelic being, would be amused by that last remark. When you decide to “go public,” you’re prepared for almost anything.

One level-headed friend asked, “Why would an angel just appear on a rooftop to you, in the middle of the night?”

Good question. Maybe because they knew I’d be looking. Also, who else do you know takes photos of New York Harbor from 270 feet up, at 4:10 am? Everyone else is napping, or partying, or busy making soon-to-be-regretted-purchases from late-night TV infomercials.

One person explained away the image, saying, “But you always attract these sorts of things.”

It’s true: as a Spiritualist minister and naturally somewhat clairvoyant, I’ve seen blissful lights and startling things that others haven’t. Or maybe Western culture has been so busy making money off trying to scare us from the unknown (depicting the subconscious as a dangerous Hell-like place, etc.), fear has hypnotized us into not consciously acknowledging what everyone’s brains do sense.

Such habituated blindness might keep anyone from noticing the evidence right in front of his or her face once it’s downloaded onto their computer. Or might lead them to mutter, “That’s a mistake”–and delete it without a second thought.

Either way, my collection of unusual photos includes brilliant spirit-lights at Trinity Church on Broadway, tiny glowing orbs at Bowling Green, solemn faces ascending jellyfish-like in the air near Verrazano Bridge in Brooklyn–and the unforgettable multiple moons moving over New York City. But this blue angel picture is perhaps my favorite.

Why? Because it’s like a doorway–and a reassurance.

For if one angelic being exists, many can–and they do according to the sacred scriptures of all spiritual paths from Christianity to Hinduism, to every indigenous culture on Earth.

Trust me, any sign of angelic presence is very welcome in New York City’s rough-and-tumble environment. This indicates that an angelic kind of caring–of help available–really does exist. Not just as a happy imagined source to bring us relief from mental or emotional stress.

It suggests there really is a purpose, a mission, one or more–and a spiritual hierarchy dedicated to well being of mankind and all creatures. Not just a race or species dwelling in its own separate, unimaginably glorious world, but interacting with ours–here in ours.

It says we’re not alone. No matter where we live. And that’s good.

Angelic being, cosmic butterfly, whoever you are–thank you for showing yourself to us. Thank you for the gift of this visible proof. And thank you for loving us.

Here.

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Peace and happiness,
Rev. Scott Ufford

Copyright 2011