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Picture Your Future as a Kind of Drug-Free Ecstacy…

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Just imagine this picture’s antique wooden toys represent the homey, happy, bloody, crappy, triumphant peaceful nook of yours known as the 3rd dimension on good ol’ Mother Earth…

…Here on 3-D Earth is where all your battles seem to have been fought,

Where all your victories seem to have been won,

Where all your tears bitter and sweet seem to have been shed,

Where all your illusions seem to have been shattered,

Where all your courage seems to have been intensely tested,

Where all your slings and arrows of outrageous misfortune and
incredible heart-pounding hairs-breadth glad escapes
from sure doom,
death, extinction or worse
seem to have struck you,

Where all your brothers and sisters,
all your annoying, beloved, insane, ingenious,
delicious demented chuckling human family,

seems to have cursed and prayed itself into white-knuckled
red-cheeked existence,

Where all your loves seem to have sprung up with the urgency
of their sure and tender, thirsty roots,

Where you seem to have spent your entire ancient childhood in near-amnesia,
dreaming of the days you might someday,
somehow
spend more awake,
more alive and connected,
more free…

Imagine these wooden playthings seem to tell the special tale of your time-honored 3rd and 4th dimensional reality.

Here we are.

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Now, imagine if you will, that this next special picture invites you
into what seems like
YOUR NEXT BIG STEP–
YOUR NEXT BIG LEAP–
YOUR NEXT GREAT STORY–
INTO YOUR STUNNING GOOD DESTINY.

INTO YOUR HUMAN FAMILY’S NEXT ECSTATIC HOME.

INTO YOUR NEXT PLACE OF GRACE.

Into what seems like your next peaceful nest
for exciting flights of initiation beyond simple sights and sounds,
where you can swoop into the heart and science of
Living Your True Soul…

Welcome.
You are so beautiful.
You are courageous.

Because despite what seems like any weakness to your wings
You do have the heart of the dove
You do have the eyes of the eagle.

You are remembering your desire to fly!

…When you help your neighbor,
you help your self.

When you help your self,
you help your world.

When you help your world,
you help all worlds.

Because your arrow of love that seems to fly in one direction here
pierces the Heart of the Universe
that beats profoundly into all directions.

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Peace and happiness to you,
Rev. Scott Ufford
Copyright 2011

Your Soul Does Survive: A Psychic Message from Beyond the Grave

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You’ll be inspired by this heart-felt spiritual poetry received from my family’s quirky 96-year old neighbor, RTG–

after his death.

He was a real character–

a cranky Theosophist metaphysician surviving “out in the sticks” who’d met the great Indian philosopher Krishnamurti–

and was far from a saint.

Please enjoy his poetic wisdom:

Survival of the Soul

Though the Sun may shine upon the Earth with the familiarity of a lover,
Though the Earth may cradle the four winds, rocking them gently like children,
Though the rocks of the Earth may cling together for dear survival,

I now have flown free of this Earth.

Vaulted over the stones that clutter my grave.

I have transcended Time and Space and all unreasoning doubts.
My soul now springs with feverish desire and burning inner peace
back towards my divine celestial home,
the home of all freed mankind:

The arms of the Holy Mother and the Holy Father await my arrival.
With patience and good cheer, they await the flap of my rusty wings.
I have taken flight, homeward-bound.

I glimpse so easily the Divine Home I once doubted I’d see, back when alive.

My flight home is the quiet sigh of a child in love.

O Bless the Earth’s children,
Divine Mother and Father.
O bind up their wounds,
O Celestial Mother.
O show them the way home,
O Celestial Father,
So that all mankind, living
Will cease to perish.

You have drawn in your breath with expectant wonder, O Divine Parents.

We are flying back home on this soft breeze of yours.
Back into your Bliss we surge,
by the billions.

I am amidst a great and humble family:
the Divine Children, all returning.

Just ahead, your warm light
Welcomes us home.”

–RTG

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When RTG unexpectedly contacted me from his transition on The Other Side, he was caught up in a vast Christ Consciousness expansion.

Soon, his past life judgment would follow.

Thanks to the few clear-eyed souls who’ve “reported back to us” on their past life judgment, we know this climactic event pierces everyone’s heart to the quick.

Its purpose is NOT to punish us. Instead, it serves the Divine Will by awakening us to the deepest, toughest spiritual lessons of our newly ended life.

It serves as the culmination of our just-completed struggles. But why?

Because we have to INTEGRATE into our willful consciousness what we’ve done & experienced–with ALL of our delusions, ignorance and excuses REMOVED.

During this painful judgment we rediscover that, yes, God still LOVES US UNCONDITIONALLY.

If we think about that fact–honestly, considering our poor behavior–it’s incredible.

After gasping through our judgment–no matter how bad it was–we’re rewarded by experiencing massive relief at the fact we are still LOVED.

What happens next?

The Universe is an Ever-Practical Training School. So, we’re prepared for what we’ve earned as a new starting level of education and growth to experience while in the Spirit World or Heavens.

How do we learn and grow without our dense physical body?

We are given personal opportunities to serve the Divine Will that radiates through the Heavens around us like a Central Sun. Our “Work-Study Program” might take into account what we studied in our past life or might apply our special aptitudes to the situations at hand in the Heavens. It might be as simple as: over there’s a lost & confused soul newly arrived from Earth life, will you go try to help her?

There always exists an infinite number and variety of ever-changing ways to serve the Divine Will. To help others in their needs. Always, the degree we try to fill those needs in the moment with whatever love, competence and sincerity we can muster–that’s being re-taught to our reawakening minds as we go along–determines how much of that delightful Spiritual Sun from God we can refresh ourselves in.

This training and soul purging & cleansing lasts even through the evaluation where we prep for our next physical incarnation, no matter how near or far away that is in the physical world future.

We can see, there’s much to fear but far more to rejoice in about our judgment, eventually…

Have you ever wondered about the famous physicist Stephen Hawking’s claim that “Life after death is just a fairy tale”?

RTG’s words stand as stark poetic testament to the survival of your soul.

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Blessings to you,
Rev. Scott Ufford,
Spiritualist minister
Copyright 2011

When a Poem About Loss Is Like a Song You Can’t Forget

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If you’ve ever been alone,
more alone than
only one

Like a bird without a feather
or a moon without a sun

If you’ve ever been forsaken
by the memories in your heart

Let ‘em go, let ‘em die
fly away and
make your start.

You gotta love
cuz you love
lovin’
your own love

Like the free breeze
and the blue skies
love the wings
of the dove.

Like an eagle
you can see
how to soar above
your pains

Be that white dove
bathed in light
learn to sing
your song again.


Scott Ufford
Copyright 2011

A Hymn to Your Heart’s Home

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Today is a beautiful day to begin in earnest.

You have but one life to live and this hour, alone, at a time ripe for contemplation.

You have sensed the powers of uprising within you.

You have sensed the military forces of awakening.

Bestirring your senses.

Available:
the fact of your enlightenment, in its baby steps and stages.

Do trust the slowly brightening dawn.

Do expect your inner senses, bedazzled by lights of unknown origins.

Do trust your senses delight in such small glimmerings of light.

Each and every increase is treasured!

Without your own inner light, what would be known of The Way?

Trust this:
Abandonment of your struggles,
of your polar treks,
of your very last physical breath,
would have occurred long ago–

had you no knowledge of the inner spirit lighting your nights with flickers from your spiritual origins.

This fact of “home”, ever-sturdy,
of home, ever-awaiting,
of home, ever-lightening you,
whose call reveals your own inner light:

This light is Truth.

Without the force of this inner call to scramble to life, where would you begin?

Would you not doubt this force more than ever, if it did not shine from within you?

What means, and what justifications, lead to higher actions–
unless they flow down from the same heights as those higher actions reach?

In future times, you may wonder:
How did I survive without this central impulse daily? How strong I was–and how confused–to have lived with this light only on the periphery?

Grace bless this action, on this very day:

May my actions and my meditations lead to this:

Knowledge of this truth:

My life is immersed in bliss. My life is immersed in divine light.

Mine eyes are awakening to this blessing. Through all confusions, stresses and strains:
The calm act of calling my heart reveals me.
Shines my light.
Clears my insight.

My life is worthy of giving thanks.

I have well reasons to begin to see freely.

Welcome this light!
Give thanks for this light!

Let the eyes of mine heart be cleansed–let them see and taste and revel in these sensations.

What is light in myself–enters my sensations!

Light graces life with sight–what is seen grows understood, and is good.

Bless you,
Rev. Scott Ufford

Copyright 2011