Spiritual Retreat: The Creator and I would walk together and talk about His creations of natural beauty. But with Him it was more than talking, I could feel the flowers and trees and breathe their presence.

Imitation: Now, today as I was experimenting with meditation, I was told by my Creator, “Your work is not to imitate your Father and Creator. Your work as a human being is to realize you are an imitation of The Creator placed on this earth.”

Spiritual Presence: Have you ever experienced a spiritual presence sitting next to you? If not, I know, it can happen. …
My new spirit friend and I sat and absorbed the spectacular night skyline of the City of Pittsburgh. Then, it appeared as if my physical body was watching two spiritual friends, sitting silently and loving this warm spring evening. The three of us sat there for several minutes.

Lightness of Being: I acquire a lightness of being while in the beach environment that seems elusive in the heaviness of business and personal life in the Washington, DC geography.

Your Spiritual Self: I don’t know what words trigger my awareness of you─your spiritual self. But I can sense your presence, and we communicate for a while, sometimes only a few minutes, other times as much as fifteen. I have never before written about our visits. Guilt – I suppose for my spending time with another woman.

My Promise: “I desire to entrust to you one of my most loving angels but a most fragile one while she visits the earth plane. Do you commit to watch over her in all earthly things and return her to me as my precious angel?”

Please Listen: Visiting the Creator has been easy this morning. I don’t want these early hours to end. I must leave for home during late morning – I know chaos is waiting. Sorry, but I don’t even look forward to Carol waking up and interrupting my peacefulness.

Destination Heaven: “Let’s see, I would be returning home to be with YOU for one full week. I am ready. Let’s go now.”

Ice Cream Cone: “I come here for a break from my work maybe twice a year. It’s hard for me to forget that I am a prostitute from Baltimore – even here in this family type beach town.”

New Neighbors: Then she proceeded to tell me about her counseling to improve self-image and how both she and her husband were looking to start new relationships in a community such as ours, now that their children had left the nest.
Why do people tell me this personal stuff? I never ask.

Monkeys: Today I am age sixty-five and going to the zoo alone. I chose it that way. Carol can be a distraction─too adult. Eventually my travels around the zoo brought me to the monkey cage.

Dogs: The Creator of the Universe was in a particularly playful mood this morning as he visited my sunroom. He asked me, “Did you know that Jesus had a dog?”

They Called to Me: They spoke in unison like a finely trained choir. “We need your help.” The plea came from the large ceramic pot I filled with dirt and planted three or four varieties of annual flowers.
Sorry, I don’t know their names. I only sense the beauty they provide in my life as I walk to retrieve my daily morning newspaper.

Teenagers: I responded, “Joseph, I am glad you said that because of all of us here, you are the only one who still understands how to play and be less serious about life. I know your teachers at school don’t like that, but I think it’s great. I want to be more like you.”

Prayer: “You do not see accurately this morning. You are looking at circumstances with your human mind. I have been training you with our daily visits to observe circumstances with your soul. Often, as human, you struggle to observe with your soul. You screw up. And I always forgive you.”

Church Service: Carol will most likely accuse me of falling asleep on the porch instead of attending our church’s morning service. I did miss a service but I believe I got the message. I know my Creator gifted me with a sermon and program that cannot be re-created inside the four walls of a man-made structure.

Trinity: “Enlighten you. That is a task for a lifetime. Fortunately, I have unlimited patience for your learning.”

In Appreciation: Quite a while ago, two women acquaintances came into my life and introduced me to The Creator.

Preacher Man – A Sermon: These words were delivered to a congregation of about thirty adults who are not termed “the ninety-nine faithful.” … “For sixty-seven years I have kicked around this earth and for most of those years I have been a searcher.” … The Creator continued, “Why don’t you begin a ministry to hold Sunday services in bars around the country?”
I responded, “You’re pulling my chain, right?” No answer. “First, I am not a preacher. Second, what idiot would attend a church service in a bar?” My mind heard His clear response, “You Would!”
“Of course!” I responded. … ”My journey to the reality of assembling a sermon to deliver to you was activated while I was reading Matthew’s account in the Bible of Jesus’s Sermon on the Mount.”