Here and Now, There and Then- Part One

(A note from the Lecture Series on the Book of Revelation)

My first session was on Thursday at the Church hall. It was well attended with over 30 women, all anxious to hear what Beth Moore had to say about the apostle John's apocalypsis of the Book of Revelation, written about 90 AD.
As my friend's here know, I'm still job hunting and broke most of the time so a unexpecting Angel purchased the work-book for these sessions for me at a cost of over $20 a book. A special Blessing to this wonderful woman, sent from the Divine to help me on my quest : )

We looked mostly Chapter One, parables 1 to 8 in the 22 chapter scripture.Beth Moore spoke on the sybolizism in this work, mentioning the use of 7's in Revelation. She said ' 7' is a perfection symbol. I couldn't help but think of my use of this number. To me it represent Justice, a teacher or sorts, that helps us to realize the Divine in the mundrane. For a example,she spoke of John 12:49- "For I did not speak on my own but for the Father (GOD) who sent me to say all I have spoken."
We talked of the Christ, who is the Alpha and Omega. I couldn't help but visualize the Tree of Life here, We start with the Kingdom, working to the Yesod or teacher who I see as 7 here. We then work up the Tree towards the Crown, depending on our path. Jesus was obviously moving towards the Alpha, the obvious path, opposite of where I find myself at times. The Christ tried at that time to speak to us, as said in John 15:15- "God tells me and I tell you in a way you can understand"... Isn't that what Christians want? A easier way to find their goals in faith? I think so. There is hope for higher learning here...
as for me- Exodus 3:14- I AM who I AM.

What a Cow!

I'll bet lots of people remember dreading that first day of school, walking down the corridors full of new faces, wondering who the bullies would be.
When I was a child in grade school there were lots of them. Being a submissive personby nature these often made my life miserable with mean taunts of name calling. One in particular I remember was 'Cow"...

How I hated that. Nothing ever seemed to be done by the teachers of the time about this daily torture to many by just a few, even after many trips by my Grand Mother to the Principle's office. Finally I stopped telling as the bullies made my life worst. When I got to Junior High School, where the staff was a different type ,there was nothing like that as these bossy indiviuals were expelled if a problem arouse..thank goodness!

As the years progress after I graduated,I hadn't thought of this much till one day at a work break another staff member and I started to exchange stories. He reminded me that in past times, and even now in some cultures, the Cow is considered sacred. In ancient times the Cow was used as a God symbol, worshiped by everyone.It was nice to realize this ,to let go of something I had dreaded, being called a Cow. Before I realized it, though, he started calling me 'Cow' again...
I would be standing in the work place doing something and he would walk up behind me,softly whisper cow and walk away. I was upset. I didn't know what to do so I ignored it. Wrong thing to do. Maybe, but I learned to value the other true meaning and enpower myself with being called Cow again.

The other day I was walking down the corridor of a place had I volunteered for the day. Standing in the hall was a young man who has autism. He was talking to himself and writing notes in a journaling book he carries with him all the time. As I passed him, he said "What a Cow." I stopped and looked at him. He looked up at me, coming awake for a moment from his dream and realized, with a troubled look on his face what he had just said. I smiled at him and said 'Thank you." He smiled back at me, then, just as sudden, returned to his dream. I thanked the Universe, also, and continued on my journey, too.