Tapestry in Time... a Woven Memory: The Hidden Years Volume 1

By Rev. Ann Essance Th.D.

Peace is not the price of Life won
Through competitive games and wars.
---Peace---
Is the Prize of Life
---One---
Through the awareness of Love
Within Humanity. Then…and when
Acts of Love, Courage, and Compassion
---Rule---
And, become the Rule
Will men know
Peace upon the Earth.
Ann Essance

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 21, 2021
• ISBN: 9781456809980

Rev. Ann Essance Th.D.

Ann Essance is an Evangelist, author, poet, artist and mystic. She is also a retired educator of more than thirty years, as well as an Ordained Inter-Faith Minister, Emeritus. She holds both Bachelors and Masters Degrees from Southwestern University, in Lafayette, La. and St. John’s University, in California. She has a Master Degrees and Certifications in various disciplines, related to Education, Psychology, Counseling, Art, Poetry, Child Development, Special Education, as well as Religious Studies. She holds an Honorary Doctorate in Theology. She has been a student of Eastern Mysticism and is a graduate of the TM Siddhis Program from Maharishi International University in Fairfield, Iowa. She has served as a past Child Development and Parenting Advisor at the Children’s Museum in Santa Fe, NM. She has also served as an Art Educator for the Children’s Art Program at the New Orleans Museum of Art. In 1998 Ann received an invitation to work as a volunteer set-designer for the Santa Fe Opera. She has served on many boards, and is retired from both Louisiana Public Schools, as well as New Mexico Public Schools. Her art has been exhibited in museums, World Trade Centers, galleries and retreat centers in the United States, and she has received accredited reviews and awards from art professionals, and University Professors of Art. Her poetry has appeared in psychology journals, newspapers, magazines, books, and early childhood education journals and geriatric journals. Ann was born and lived in Houma, Louisiana most of her life. She is the mother of two grown daughters. She has made her home in Santa Fe, NM for the last twenty years where she continues her spiritual work and writing.

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Copyright © 2011, 2021 by Rev. Ann Essance, Th.D.

Cover art collage, fine art, poetry and photography by Ann Essance. (See below)

Tapestry In Time…A Woven Memory was published in 2011, 2012, 2015 and 2020. In this latest publication, 2021, the redaction of paragraph 4, page 107; lines 11-13, page 161; footnote 75, page 264; and lines 3-7, page 298, have been withdrawn for further scrutiny by the author.

Further information on the tapestry and artwork used on the cover

can be found in the epilogue.

All Biblical verses and quotes bear the permission of Tyndale House Publishers as applied to one of their three prescribed choice guidelines, as stated, here: Unless otherwise indicated, all Scripture quotations, are taken from the Holy Bible, New Living Translation, (NLT), copyright © 1996, 2004. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc. Wheaton, IL 60189. All Rights reserved.

All rights reserved. Author authorization is needed to reproduce any part of this volume, via any means, including photocopy. Contents are protected by federal and international copyright laws. Thank you for your respect.

The well-known historical characters found in this novel, along with their relationships to the events contained therein, are purely coincidental. The events are hypothetical occurrences found in ancient as well as modern times. Therefore, Tapestry in Time . . . A Woven Memory began as a work of creative fiction . . . then evolved into a book of many hidden truths, as well. The author’s description of how the book generated itself, however, is accurately described in the epilogue.

The philosophical opinions and comments found in the book are those of the author and lay claim only to her. They do not reflect any organized group, religion, or cult. They are solely a reflection of her own life’s journey. She has chosen the use of storytelling to carry life lessons to the reader.

Your forbearance is suggested on several points. The various names to describe God all refer to One God, including the varied use of pronouns for God, i.e. It, He,and She (including capitalizations). The repetitive quality of certain transmissions and lessons are done as inspired. Each time a transcription (transmission) is complete, another usually builds upon it, though not always. Reverse italics, also, have been used during the transcriptions for emphasis, as most of them are narratives.

All poetry and transmissions/transcriptions (unless otherwise noted) are the original works of the author, and have been italicized. All scriptural quotes are documented as those from the Holy Bible unless noted. There are also words not usually capitalized and/or italicized that the author has chosen to do so for emphasis. Thank you for your attention to these exceptions. It is hoped that these explanations will afford more ease in reading.

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CONTENTS

Part 1

1 The Young Maverick

2 The Beginning of a Journey

3 Family on the Move

4 The Ambush

5 Stories that Tell about Life

6 The Immaculate Conceptions of God and Its Mother

7 Last Leg to Nazareth and the One-Armed Chair

8 Soul Engravings

9 Spirit-Wind and Geishem

10 The Divine Invitation

11 Harmonic Reconvergence

12 The Luciferian Rift

13 Blueprint for the Simple Message

14 On the Way to Maturity

15 Arrival

16 Abba’s Patience is Tested and Tested

17 Private Moments Before Two Houses Meet

18 Choices

19 Kaleidoscope of Creation

Part 2

20 Primal Social Concern

21 Summer Yeshiva and Ayeshua’s Dream

22 Project Challenge

23 Omarrieff El and Mohenjo Daro

24 Silent Seeds of Wisdom

25 Progress to Athens

26 New Beginnings

27 Arrival in Athens

28 Cyprus: Never Too Late

29 The Conservatory De Greco: Art and Classiques

30 Crete, Cyprus, and Athens and the Very Dark Secret

31 Turning Point

Poetry

A Fable of Truth I

An Evening Sky, 12 AD

Awaken unto me, Ayeshua!

Because no one knows that I am here

Between stages of youth and old age?

Breath of Life

Celestial Criteria

Chambers of the Heart

Communion

Crosses We Bear

Crucifixion and Resurrection

Dear God:

Dear Yahweh

Docudrama of a Pilgrim

Earth Mother Warns Her Children

Evolution

Fable of Truth II

From the Hidden One

God, Creative Intelligence, Designer of Seasons, Worlds and Peoples

I Am Human and Divine, touch Me.

I Marry the Sun

Invitation

I Wonder

Life’s Unconditional Condition

Long Before the Wind

Lord, How Great art Thou!

Luminescence

Mary

Mercy of the Almighty

Moon and Me

My judgment tempered, when you lit on my arm

Needle of Silk I

Needles of Silk II

Our Mother

Prayer of Forgiveness and Transformation

Release

Rest

Sunset

The Call of the Merchantilia

The Herald

TheI Am Riddle

The Next Riddle

The twisted cedar trunk, whose roots tapped

Tiny black friend, with spun glass wings

To Lucifer

Transformation

Trust

Two Thousand Years and Counting

Vestia, Vestia, where did you go down,

View from the Stars

What does Life require of tree or man,

What Would Be Said In The Future?

When?

Within these walls and sunlit halls

Artwork and Maps

The Hidden One

Map of the Story’s Journey

Drawing of Visors

Eucharia’s window and door coverings for house, livery and pens.

Cosmic Conception

Chambers of the Heart

Piscean Sage to Aquarian Age . . . His Stellar Sight

Door to the Future

Aquarian Age to Come

Map of Mohenjo Daro, Dwarka

The Voyage to Athens

The Voyage of the Prana and her surprise Attack

Footnote: All untitled poems are shown in this table of contents as ‘first stanzas’, for identification purposes.

Thank you, God,

For being with us, within us,

In all created beings and worlds

Without end.

Amen.

DEDICATION

I dedicate this book to the memory of His Holiness, the late Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, who through the teaching of Transcendental Meditation and TM-Siddhis Program taught my Soul to breathe again. And to the Absolute Infinite Heart of Jesus as Ayeshua that taught mine to love again, unconditionally.

I also dedicate this book to you, the Reader and the Guiding Intelligence within you. May it be an open door for emotional, mental, and spiritual growth and discernment. May it provide enjoyment as well as open doors in the self-created and self-responsible future of your life. I invite you to enjoy all of its many possibilities.

I especially dedicate this book to the Earth’s children and young adults, many of whom have come ‘knowing.’ May we give them a chance to implement their gifts of healing energies and answers into place.

PREFACE

This is a novel, a novel that is both truth and fiction. Most of the characters and parts of their stories are well-known historically, internationally, and biblically. Whether these stories have come to us by word of mouth or scribed, they have made it to our eyes, ears, and hearts. In addition, those words, over the centuries contain the seeds that bloom in this book.

However, beyond the real and fictional characters and events portrayed in this book, the true purpose of Tapestry in Time is the weaving of social and moral events from past ages into the present. Its purpose is both pleasure and enlightenment. It seeks to integrate life far beyond two thousand years ago with the life of today. It acts as a barometer that gauges Human Nature with its real and fictional characters into the pulse of Humanity, past and present. It is a direct social commentary on levels of group Consciousness, individual Consciousness, and Divine Consciousness. And was written in the love and guidance of my heart and was subject to guidance and correction, as needed.

This is a story/stories with multiple alleys, gullies, and trenches. It weaves ancient biblical history, folklore, and current events into the present. Tapestry In Time, Volume 1 takes you into the hidden years, when Ayeshua was fifteen, through the time he began his studies in Nazareth that prepared him to lasso the future of Humanity. Volume 1 also interfaces the Houses of Benjamin and Judah in lifelike realism possible to the reader’s heart and imagination. It seeks to engage you in an internal dialogue, weaving real and fictional events of two thousand years ago and beyond, with similar events taking place now. You will have an opportunity to see how the social, cultural, and moral issues of that time parallel those observed in the life of today.

It is also an incredible Love Story, a story of love, lightness and joy, as well as Human tragedy and suspense that make the characters come alive out of their often portrayed stiff Biblical context. Beyond that context, this book opens the door to our Human comprehension for communication and dialogue with the characters. Though unseen by our outer eyes, they become alive inside of us. They are truly a lot like us.

This book also dares to go into the unknown and the Fall of Lucifer, as well as another story of Adam and Eve and Avraham. These other stories are possibilities and, in no way is the intention disrespect for Sacred Scripture or the reader. The author hopes, however, to make the point of artistic license, courage, and freedom of expression. The use of individual, creative resources brings home the point that many God given gifts lie dormant within most of Humanity. It is her hope to encourage the reader to access and use his/her creative gifts by way of right intention and Free Will, otherwise those gifts are wasted and left untapped. Life can be so much fuller and serene by using them. Again, that is the right of each one to do with his or her life as the choices may be.

At the end of this book you will have the opportunity for discussions with book-club friends. This section offers some twenty five questions for your discernment and discussion. It challenges you to create questions of your own for discussions, as well.

In Volume 1, we travel to Greece and get a bird’s eye view of the Holy Family, in all of its Humanity. We see how the two Houses came to meet and learn of their purpose in doing so. In Volume 2, we will travel together to Egypt, Britain, Gaul, Greece, Turkey, India, Tibet, and the Himalayas and parts farther East, where Ayeshua is being prepared for his ministry. We will meet his beloved wife and children and wade through the deep waters of his Mission and his Marriage, the Crucifixion, and the transformation of his legacy. It is a Love Story that penetrates into the Life of this man, this God~Man and those who surrounded him. The one for whom the world had waited and continues to do so again, anxiously.

In this accounting there are multiple focuses, but the core is single, and that is Love. This is a Love Story remembered and received through the lens of my Heart and Soul. It is Love that is the door of the narrow way, radiating from the Heart into infinity, thus permeating the broad way with all its nooks and crannies of darkness. Love is one with the Source of Light, the Source of Life. The Light that shines in the darkness that the darkness can never extinguish.

This book addresses One God as the Source of All. It makes no claims to have answers, but it hopes to inspire many questions. It is meant to be a tool for the courage to explore, a catalyst that inspires thoughts worthy of pondering and discussing in peaceful dialogue. The use of the plural or collective at times is done as a reflection of group Consciousness then and now. But group Consciousness can never usurp individual Consciousness, or Divine Consciousness, unless we allow it to. You know within yourself where your loyalties lie. It is your gift of conscious free choice that makes it so.

Christ, the Eternal Word.

In the beginning, the Word already existed.

The Word was with God, and the Word was God.

He existed in the beginning with God. God created everything through him. The Word gave Life to everything that was created, and his Life brought Life to everyone. The Light that shines in the darkness, that the darkness cannot grasp, nor extinguish. (1 JOHN 1-5¹)

SPECIAL THANKS

I give acknowledgement to the inspirations and research of Margaret Starbird, Dan Brown, Kathleen McGowan, the late Omraam Mikhaël Aïvanhov, and the late Frank Bowman, whose dedicated research into truth has served a purpose within me. I hope that mine will serve others so well. I also wish to thank Deepak Chopra, whose courage and dedication have given the world the book The Third Jesus, a forerunner to this book.

To the team at Xlibris Corporation for their assistance in getting this project off the ground and into the world. And all those who have supported and assisted me in getting these books to the readers. Thanks again, to each one of you.

AYESHUA

The name Ayeshua is the name ascribed to Jesus in this novel. The name is beautiful to me, as author, and resonates with the story that allows the reader the freedom to see the traditional and historical Jesus in a different aspect of being Human as well as Divine.

This is a novel of possibilities and Life processes, both positive and negative, that allows infinite, eternal access to open within you, if you choose to allow it. Both seeds are present within Life. The God Seed and the Luciferian Seed. Of the two, it is WE who determine which seed will grow. That is essentially what he came to teach us, among other Life Lessons.

Picture two baskets: one filled with skeins of yarn representing undocumented primary² time, the other filled with spools of thread representing historically documented time. Then in the present, picture a tapestry woven through eons and epochs of Life comprised of primary time and historical time. Such is this book that weaves its stories into your heart from the Motherland, the long-forgotten land where God resides.

Become one with the characters. What is the meaning of Ayeshua? My answer is, what does it mean to you? To me, he is the Alpha of Life, the highest source of God in Human flesh, Spirit (Soul) Consciousness and Earth matter who came to show us The Way—the simple way. It did not turn out well, not as it was hoped. But Hope has transcended over two thousand years and counting. That in part, is what this book is about. Hope. Nothing kills Hope. It is of the Second Ray emanating from the Sacred Heart of the Godhead, along with Faith and Love. When evoked in the silent trust, clear intentions and depth of innocence, miracles arrive on the spot.

Float along these pages in words of time, words that sing of Love and Life. Allow the raft of your Soul to moor now and then and dream. Ponder and plunge into the eternal innocence from which these words were written. This is a novel of living stories. Let your Heart determine the Truth from its fiction. At journey’s end, may your Heart know more of Love than it does now.

SETTINGS AND REFERENCES

It is difficult to break the mold. Inside of the mold we find safety and protection, as we float upon the unforgiving sea of judgments and opinions of others, of history. Breaking the mold takes courage. Being born takes courage. But at some point that choice is made for us, whether we are ready or not; it’s sink or swim. Once we know we can survive, once we learn to trust and move into the new flow of higher Consciousness out of the sea of despair, our sails become full and trust can guide us to the next shore. Within each of us exists our own sea of cellular memories that do not lie. Many who are thought to be diagnosed as mentally ill in our society are often moored to a landing of stuck cellular memories within their DNA. They are washed ashore and cannot make sense of their circumstances in our modern world. Often, they are sane—sane but stuck.

When the lot of Humanity is in such a state, such is the time when God sends Its chosen Messenger (or Messengers) to help unplug the dam of Cosmic debris lodged within Itself. It sends a wave so great, so Cosmic, to unplug and unleash the sediment that corrodes the flow of Life upon the Earth. So it was over two thousand years ago when Ayeshua was sent, and The Way came into being. The Way was the way of Love.

Ayeshua taught Love for Love’s sake. He taught that in order for Love to flourish and grow, it must be nurtured, watered, coaxed, and cared for. Fired, swept by the wind, and loved for its own sake. For that is what God Is, Love for Its own sake. But Ayeshua was also a hard taskmaster. He taught that honesty and truth were at the base or core of Love, and he pulled no punches. Often making those in authority very angry, angry enough to have him killed, even when he was a student.

As the stories begin, Ayeshua stands upon the Earth, years after the Crucifixion and subsequent experiences (which very possibly continued far beyond what we know as documented.) He has arrived to scan the landscape of Humanity. Preparations have been made and centuries have passed. The time of the Second Coming into the Hearts and Souls of men has come.³ Let us see what memories and possibilities Ayeshua recalls of his ethos upon Earth, his family, and his beloved bride of two thousand years ago. The first story takes place in the Middle East, the origin of Ayeshua’s Earth birth and Life. Join me in this fascinating look into the personal Life of the God~Man sent into Humanity as the Lamb of God. Join me now in this Love Story into the personal Life of Ayeshua, God~Man, and his environment. Hear the voices of those who shared in his story.

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CROSSES WE BEAR

When we are born, we cross our eyes for lack of focus.

When we are yet, young

We cross our Hearts, for fear to die

When pubescence reigns,

We cross, uncross, cross, uncross, cross

And hope in the Crucifix, or something

To stop the surges of adrenalin

If not,

Pot-Luck, may follow.

When we are open to Life’s abundance

God’s fun dance

A song, singing joy!

Loving and honoring all That Is

Stirs the sleeping Soul

Oh, how wondrous our God, our Life

Our breath!

How wondrous! Knowing how wondrous

Yet, not knowing how.

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TWO THOUSAND YEARS AND COUNTING

Beyond the fences to freedom, I descend into a dry riverbed

Not the lushness of the Jordan, or Sea of Galilee.

I stand upon fragments of concrete jungle, silt and sand.

Primal ingredients in the construction of man’s world.

Reminding me of Herod, who thought he was great.

Angels place broken quartz all around me,

Buffering the edge and coldness of concrete.

They know that I do not like concrete.

I behold the majesty of the physical world

With all its chaos and misery trying to right itself.

But, as always, the sight of the Sky and Stars, the Earth,

Laughter of children, Love in the animals

Fragrance of flowers, songs of intelligent, silly birds

Takes me home within my Heart

Where I reside.

Everything is sacred in one form or another,

Even concrete, warmed by the Sun.

"Oh, Lord!

To speak the name of my bride!

To hear her voice!"

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FROM THE HIDDEN ONE

MEMORIES OF THE MAGDALENE

You may say these tales are fiction or folklore . . . 

Written by the Would-Be-Whore.

You may say insanity, by way of blasphemy!

You may say stupidity! Squirrel up a tree

For you, Dear Reader, what will it be?

As for me, I wait to see the coming

Of the Honeybee

In whose wings lie the secrets of Life.

Great Mystery of mating; procreating, or not.

History . . . What happened? . . . History . . . Told and written, poorly.

Before the stroke of pen, what had ye, Dear Men?

Word of mouth, toothless, treacherous, chivalrous,

or not. Rumpus lot!

The game of gossip began, a jealous plan, and continues

On and on and on, circling Universes. How say you, Man?

The story begun, ’tis not the same one? Oh, yes, it is . . . 

The Queen Bee escapes, the center of her hive

Away from wicked lies, stumbling, rumbling lies,

Flowing now, her hot honey

Waiting to kiss the lips and hearts of those who Know.

Bumbles pollinate truth into midnight blossoms,

Then Truth, from lips to ear, ’comes unclear.

Year to year, finds itself buried in brains and books . . . Stuck.

As bumbles fly their Sweet Secret to the Rose

Who by any name smells as sweet.

In God’s appointed time, Divine Inspiration unlocks

The Chambers of Her Heart

Her Soul reveals its Bowl of Gold

In God’s appointed time, Sweet Inspiration speaks:

"Only He, Can call Her Name . . . 

Only She, Will know His Voice."⁴

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The Hidden One

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Map of the Story’s Journey

CHAPTER 1

THE YOUNG MAVERICK

Beyond the Void and into Infinity,

The White Horse⁵ rides the plains of time.

Ayeshua left the Temple, frustrated. "Why?" he wondered. They just don’t get it! He wandered the alleyways of Jerusalem oblivious to the sounds of insipid gossip with stenches of judgments and speculations. But the children were always a refreshment; their innocence, exuberance, and wonder at Life inspired him to focus on living reality, not its antithesis. For a while he sat silently on the ledge overlooking Jerusalem. "Those old fuddy-duddies. They just don’t get it, or do not want to get it. How can I open them to new thought, new ideas?" he wondered. At fifteen, he was light-years ahead of them in his comprehension of Life and the progressive thoughts that he verbalized.

He scanned the marketplace for Ema and Shimón. After combing the wide alleyways of limestone shops, they were not to be found. But the children running and laughing between the colorful kiosks in the marketplace were one with him. Though he was far beyond childhood intellectually, and in many ways beyond adulthood as well, he was not beyond innocence. And in this moment he returned to the Peace and Tranquility inherent within his being. He radiated the state of atonement,⁶ all because of the beauty and free association of innocent children.

He saw a group of boys within his age range, racing to swim and play in a small tributary of the Jordan. As they raced, they peeled off their robes and splashed in the wet sandy waters. Ayeshua could not resist joining them. He disrobed, splashing off the cobwebs of engendered antiquation from the Pharisees and Scribes and on with the fresh waters of Life. For an hour or so Ayeshua was a youth again, exuberant in a child’s world.

He decided to leave the Temple after his attempt to speak to the Scribes and Pharisees. He had no intentions of upsetting them when he spoke for the One God within all, whom he came to honor and serve. Once he realized that the Elders did not have respect for him or his words, he decided not to push himself upon them. They were free to accept or reject his teachings. Respectful of their opinions, he was patient, tolerating their presumptive declarations of how God operated. According to them, God was a vindictive godfather waiting to catch any and all experimenting or experiencing Life. For a moment he laughed to himself at the stupidity of the conversations he had just heard. Then praying silently he asked God, "If there IS such a word to describe You and Your State of Being, please give it to me!"

Ayeshua knew the codes; he knew the laws. He was well aware of how words could be skewed to mean what makes men feel powerful and in control. But the God he represented, the God of Avraham, was a just God who had much better things to do with Itself than nitpick words and truth for the sake of power and control; God is a God of unconditional Love. In his youth, he had the Wisdom not to argue with them. There is no arguing Love, he thought. I will offer them some options. Confounded with their disruptive egos dancing out of tune, he decided, Rather than be dismissed, I will leave them to work out their issues with each other. He excused himself as Life steered him in the direction of comfort with his peers. There in the clear warm waters of the Jordan, with its sandy brown banks, he became an ageless child again.

Several hours later, Miryam and Yosef found him in a game of water tag. When he spotted them, he remembered that he had begun his search for them when he was sidetracked by the Elders in the Temple. He knew that Shimón was with Ema and that he was safe. But when he saw the river and heard the laughter of the children, it was too much to resist. Now, as he began screaming and waving, he jumped through the current toward them. He said, I looked for you, but I could not find you. The three of them stood on the bank by his robe and sandals, calmly smiling, not distraught. They knew that he was safe.

Ayeshua, how did it go for you with the Elders? They asked, sort of in unison. Yosef and Miryam knew that he had bitten off a lot with that challenge but were proud of him for the attempt. Shimón ran into the edge of the river and hugged him. Ayesh, where did you go after the ‘fly thing’? he asked. The fly thing? Miryam and Yosef asked, laughing, surrounding both of them with a fortress of love. In that moment they also realized that Shimón had been affected by his recent seizure and wished with all their hearts that he would recover.

As their eyes made contact with paralleled force, they wondered, Could this be the time that Simeon had prophesized to come? Ayeshua picked up on their thoughts and said, Ema, Abba, I know that the time has come for me to be about my Father’s Business. There could be no argument; he had the power, but he also had the gentle humor that softened the harshest moments. And his definitive laughter could not be mistaken. Ema turned to him and looked into his eyes as she spoke, If this is the time you must begin to leave us, let us know, Ayeshua. After all, we cannot give you a farewell party worthy of your Mission if you do not tell us! You don’t want to miss the party, do you?

He looked into her face and planted a big juicy kiss on her cheek. She always knew how to soften a scolding, and she also knew how much Ayeshua loved parties! Ayeshua looked at his parents and Shimón. It sure is good to be home, he said, meaning atonement. The state of being he had hoped to communicate to the Elders, the state they were deafened and blind to hear or see. He remembered the brilliance of the moment when the Prophet Isaiah came to his aid. Isaiah came in just at the right moment! he said, as he raised both arms and tousled the heads of Miryam, Yosef and Shimón. It is good to know that you missed me!

Were they prepared for him to begin leaving them just now? There were no previous gauges by which to calibrate his Life. But they had been chosen as his trusting parents. Now it was they who would have to do the trusting. They were being prepared in the will of the Unknown. That’s it! Ayeshua yelled. "That’s it! I have it, now! Ema and Abba! I tried to explain to the Priests in the Temple that God is One yet everything, always, in all ways, and they turned on me with a vengeance, because I could not find the right word for God. God is Love and beyond the known, yet lives in the center of all that It created, and obviously, It is also beyond all of this!"

Ayeshua, in all his being, was still green and unseasoned. He not only had to be educated into the ways of men at this time; he would also have to experience many opportunities to interact with them on their levels. His education had to be both comprehensive and tactile. He could not just observe them. He had to interact with them on a day-to-day basis. Even still, could he get past those who had not ears to hear or eyes to see or just refused to do so? (Biblically, the accounts of Ayeshua’s youth tell us about his meeting with the Elders in the Temple, but we do not get a clear picture of the interrogation process or integration processes that were taking place at that time.)

Ayeshua was almost sixteen years old at the time, not twelve; nor did he wander away from his parents for nearly a month without telling them where he was going. He was not irresponsible. In his all-encompassing journey to prepare himself for his ministry, many lessons from mystics, sages, and masters would fill his thoughts both night and day over many years before this process would complete itself. But simultaneously, he was also a child, developing and growing into adolescence and mature adulthood, just like other men. This integration into the Wisdom of Life was essential for one chosen, Messiah. He had to be beyond the current ways of thinking and knowing and still fit in with a lot of his peers. It was his job to integrate, educate, and carry forward the yoke of Humanity. Such a burden could not be undertaken without grace, strength, and courage as well as plenty of tenacity and humor to go along with it.

Though the premise of Love was paramount to his Mission, the dynamics of how men interpreted God’s Love was terribly far afield. Though the individual birthright of each being on the Planet was (and is) Free Will, that Free Will was intended to be in balance, in harmony and joy. The amount of pain and suffering then and now was (and is) an indication of the tremendous imbalance or disharmony in the world of men. He was sent to awaken the Love within men in order for them to experience God within their hearts, God and men together. Seen and the unseen, that progress would be restored in Humanity in order that men would grow to know that God, the It, lived within them. In order to be prepared to do this, Ayeshua had to partake of the smorgasbord of whatever preceded him. His preparation into the future would be a system of integrated teachings that would be termed The Way. Jew, Gentile, learned, unlearned, healthy, lame, clean, unclean, drunkards, whores—all were invited into this teaching, for all were a part of the One God. He had to start somewhere, even if it was rock bottom. He refused no one and loved all for who and what they were. He was sent and freely agreed to carry this burden that others would live to learn that God dwelled within them.

He was to show The Way through his example. He was to close the curtains of historical strife where men bickered over each bite, declaring someone a winner, another the loser. He knew that the infinite healing power of Love was far more potent than hate. He was to make known that fear bred more fear, hate, more hate. Love, more Love, Joy more Joy—in other words, he was the centrifugal point of embodied Love. As such, all things needed to be respected and honored.

When circumstances or beings were not in harmony with Divine Law, he recommended that it was best to stay away from them and shake the dust from your feet. He taught that respect leads to patience, tolerance, and compassion, that the small grows into the great, making the difference. This was not only true for the positive Life-enhancing virtues, but also just as true for the negative traits that were so far out of balance and control on the planet at the time he first walked upon the Earth.

He did not say, in the sense of hierarchy as separate and above Humanity, "I Am the Way the Truth and the Life." He included this, when he said that, I come to show you the Way, the Truth and the Life, that lives within you, that you too,may know that the Kingdom of God dwells within you. There is a huge difference in those two statements. One, the first, seeks to set Ayeshua on a pedestal as a separatist, disallowing the opportunity for Humanity to access God within themselves. The other sets Ayeshua as a living brother, guide, the Divine Teacher sent to direct Humanity to The Way within them. He was sent to bring the New Day of the New Way. But only a few chose to hear or see, or could hear and see.

The gap of Consciousness or understanding between his Consciousness and the lot of Humanity was so vast on the spiral of Life that only one thing could bridge that gap; that one thing was Infinite Love. In his daily life, Ayeshua possessed both complete self-awareness and God-Awareness simultaneously. He was God Incarnate. But in his Humanity, he still had to experience Life on Human terms. This meant that he had the gift of choice, Free Will, just as other men had. He also experienced the temptations and enticements others did, but his centrifugal energy aligned him with his God-Self so that those enticements were alleviated, unless they were sent by higher forces as harassment or tests of his tenacity and courage, which God allowed him to undergo. He was both Human and Divine in the most intense ways. And doing the Unseen’s will was, even for him, a mystery that he embraced with all of his heart, from the beginning, the Alpha.

He taught that in learning to deal with our own issues, we automatically bless ourselves and others. By minding our own business and staying out of others’ business (we have no business in) we have more space for our own growth into the Sons and Daughters of God’s Loving Heart, for that is truly who we are, God’s Sons and Daughters. An extension, as Sons and Daughters of God taking personal responsibility for ourselves, no matter what our circumstances are. Part of that lesson means taking the plank out of our own eye first, before criticizing the faults and failings of others. Once we take care of ourselves, once we have mended our own nets, then we become fit to offer assistance to others through our personal example and loving words. He taught that the Virtues of Faith, Hope, and Love form the foundation for other positive qualities, such as tolerance, patience, goodness, mercy, forgiveness, and compassion. And when creatively used, they make Life a Joy! He taught that by facing the opposite overbearing energies of lust, power, greed, avarice, and hopelessness, we conquer our fears and superstitions; thus, we become stronger.

Overbearing negative energies do not have to grow into the self-created demons that plague us with guilt and wreck havoc upon our Inner Peace. He taught that by accepting that which we could not control and lifting it to God, then we would give the Highest Power within us the freedom to transform that which we could not. He grew to teach that the Unknown is very much present within each object of creation—each atom, each cell, each one, each having its own potential level of awareness. In order to know God, we must first grow to know ourselves, our talents, our strengths, our weaknesses, our joys. Then when the time is right, God reveals Itself to us.

When a person’s desire is to grow, then Heaven on Earth becomes possible within him, and all forces converge with assistance. Thus, growth becomes an automatic exponential process but one also fraught with frustrations called growing pains. We are always connected to the core, the center; however, when we decide we do not want this to be, God’s Love allows us to go our separate ways. This is known as the Prodigal Sons’ and Daughters’ Epoch of Life. (Often, this occurs at times of deep frustrations, unexpected major disappointments, Divine Tests, and of course, the famous dark-night-of-the-Soul experiences.)

But if we are still breathing, we are still connected; and if we are not breathing, we are still connected also. This is the message: there is no death. Growth into who we are cannot occur without a certain tension, but tension usually has us look outside of ourselves, rather than within, where the true answers are. Just as birth cannot take place in individual or planetary forms without labor pains, it is the process of Life in growth. It is the way it is. Yet, another event deemed Life’s process more painful than the ‘first.’ And that event . . . the Luceferian Rift.⁷

The higher purpose of Life is ours to achieve if we want it, if we choose it. To choose the higher road by using our God-given gifts and talents, honors and glorifies all of Life, not only God. Because everything is God, everything is in God. This is the highest form of worship. Ayeshua taught the prescription of that day in the Jewish tradition, but he also taught that worship means not only telling God that you Love It, but also understanding that it is not God who needs to be worshiped but we who need to worship (Love) God.

To expect that God needs our Love would place God on a lower plane than the plane of our Hearts. When we use that which is provided to us by way of our talents, in order to better our quality of Life, for the sake of Love, not money,⁸ then we are in our vocations. What more would a loving parent wish for his children than for them to create a Life of Love by doing what they are best endowed to do? Written in other terms, doing that which makes you happy, complete, and at the same time benefits others for a higher purpose, is intended to bring its own abundance and prosperity. And what is the difference between a higher purpose and a lower purpose? It is simply this: the higher purpose makes happiness bloom in the expansion of Love with minimal side effects and little backsliding. The lower purpose has happy days and happy hours but also has far more residuals that are painful and debilitating, including digging ourselves out of the pit. God wants us to thrive for the sake of Love for Its own sake so that all of creation can know Heaven upon Earth.

But Ayeshua grew to realize that his task would be fraught with many frustrations. Men in political power, both civil and religious, were threatened by his simple demeanor, his straightforward words, his youth. These men often used divisive ways that wrecked Inner Peace in order to get the job done, men who knew nothing of the central core of Love power. Using their energies for personal power and control, they argued everything and knew no Peace. Such a one was King Herod the Great.

Though King Herod had succumbed in the year 4 bc, his mighty power and lust for territory carried over into the lives of men with a vengeance more powerfully than when he was alive. Herod’s insecurity at the thought of a Messiah made him quake at the potential of what that meant for him, the loss of empirical power. His plan to scatter the remains of innocent boy babies under Temple herds for fodder assured him that lives were not lost but transformed into food and wool for his subjects.

Ayeshua learned that the use of words, metaphor, storytelling, biblical quotes, and eventually miracles would not be enough to convince or convert the power hungry, the lazy, the politically entrenched successors of Herod. He realized that he could only do so much upon this Earth. He could not save anyone. Moreover, he was not sent to save anyone.⁹ He came to teach us The Way that we might save ourselves. And that Way was simple. It was and is the only way into the Heart of God; it is the Way of Love, unconditionally. To interfere with our return to Love is to interfere with our gift of interior Peace and Happiness.

By telling people who he was often created more problems than not. It was a touch-and-go mission from the start. Many people could not relate to this youth who was purporting to be the Son of God, much less believe that they were also. He was there in the zone. They were not, and they could see no way of getting there. Many chose the low road of safety, fear and superstition. Often, people’s dispositions grew envious and attempts to bribe him for favors and miracles became common from the rich and powerful. Often, he ate, slept, and lived alone. Though never lonely, he was often alone.

Through time, much of Humanity has taken the opposite approach of this teaching to mean taking care of others, yet we are not expected to debilitate ourselves for the sake of others. The reason one of his miracles is so popular is that its truth lives on. It refutes the welfare mentality. "Teach a man to fish, and he feeds himself and his family. Feed a man a fish, and our assistance is done with that meal. Or should we choose, keep feeding him, and feeding him; then, in truth, he becomes debilitated, and so do we." When society deprives a man of his right and dignity to do for himself, then that society is backsliding into chaos. When a society takes God’s power and says that it cannot work, then the lesson communicated is "You can’t help yourself, but someone else can," which is counterproductive to learning who we are. Animals need to be taken care of in this way. Their servitude is work (plowing, food, grass control, being a loving companion, etc.) in return for their care. However, when we do that for those in the Human Species beyond helping them to help themselves, we degrade and devolve both ourselves and them, creating worse social problems.

Often, we feel depleted and exhausted because we have strayed into the periphery of the Kingdom rather than staying in the center of it. Staying in the center will always provide the best answers and creatively develop Life-supporting responses energizing for all. The Way to stay centered is through personal prayer, composed by ourselves from our Hearts, as a one-on-one message of Love to God. And two to three meditations a day when possible. Ayeshua followed that schedule regularly.

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It was time to make the long journey home to Nazareth, a journey made in order for Abba to bid on some of the furnishings and cabinets for the renovation of the Temple. He had envisioned the shop expanding because of this project. His older sons would begin the construction of the new addition to the shop in the summer, if the bid came through. As they rode the wagon home, thoughts of the Temple in Jerusalem and the Elders rode home with Ayeshua in his heart and mind. The Temple was taking far longer to restore than King Herod had projected before his death.

Now that Herod was gone, his previously selected group of priest-architects and carpenters were in constant disagreement over various projects within the Temple’s construction. The continuation of the dictatorial rule of King Herod kept these priest-workers at odds. Once Herod’s lead supervisor was deceased, all hell broke loose in the ranks. Competition for the seat of power now had the opportunity to spill out like lamp oil.

Eventually, requirements for prospective workers had to be relaxed for the lack of priests who were also architects, carpenters, and masons. With this new relaxation of rules, merchants and artisans were coming into Jerusalem from outside of Israel across the Great Sea. Greeks, Romans, Assyrians, Hindus, and Lebanese applied for work in the Temple. Jews, Gentiles, Hindus, and Persians alike, bid for jobs. Politics were fierce and Yosef knew that. But somewhere in the back of his mind and within his heart he heard an Angel telling him to go. He was, after all, Jewish, part of the first requirement; he was also a master carpenter, draftsman, and Temple Keeper for the group of Jewish settlers in Nazareth.

Once in Jerusalem, Yosef brought Ema to market with Ayeshua and Shimón. Ayeshua was to watch over Shimón, who was recovering from a fall and brain concussion. They were to stay near Ema as she shopped. Meanwhile, in Nazareth, Yosef Aaron, Jude, James, and their wives, were old enough to fend for themselves and able to stay in school. Kara, the housekeeper, cooked and cared for them while the others were away. Kara had been with Yosef since his first wife Salome’s death. And whenever extra help was needed, it was Kara who was called, first.

Abba chose Ayeshua to chaperone Shimón since he was responsible and had completed his studies early for the year. He was also unmarried and had an unspoken interest in the Temple more than the others. Shimón got along with him and would be less likely to resist when Ayeshua instructed him about something not in his best interest. Shimón was still experiencing seizures and needed the balance of maturity and supervision that this older brother could provide.

Though Ayeshua was not being irresponsible when the separation occurred, he became distracted upon hearing the Elders speaking. It was the day before Sabbath and they were planning the weekly service and there was an issue about women being allowed into the service. As he and Shimón walked by them, the unfinished interior of the hall, the millwork, and the tile on the floors were distracting and fascinating to both boys. They could not wait for Abba to see this splendor. Holding Ayeshua’s hand, Shimón became distracted by two huge flies swirling into a nosedive around his head and ears. He let go of Ayeshua’s hand to bat them when a Temple carpenter came by, swatting them to the floor.

About the same time, Ayeshua heard one of the Pharisees propose, Men are not capable of knowing God without our leadership and control of the laws. He could not resist jumping into that one, so without hesitation he held up his hand and asked to be heard. The Pharisee turned and smiled, responding to this impetuous young boy. As was the procedure, the Elder was expected to question him. But he asked him successively, Which House are you from? Which town are you from? What is your name? How old are you? And why are you here and not in yeshiva?¹⁰ Ayeshua, riddled with questions from the Rabbi’s one long breath, stood composed. The attitude in the main Temple in Jerusalem was very strict and formal, no doubt, a by-product of the former Herodian atmosphere. It differed in several respects from the small, intimate synagogue groups of Jewish migrants in Safed or Nazareth.

I am of the House of Judah. I am from Nazareth. My name is Ayeshua, son of Yosef ben Jacob, and I am fifteen years of age, soon to be sixteen in September of this year. I am not in yeshiva because I have completed my studies three months early. Though Ayeshua did not include the other reason that he was there, before he could breathe another explanation, the Pharisee asked Are you here alone? while the Scribes scribbled on their clay tablets, making ratchet sounds when the limestone scraped too hard. No, I am with my parents and my older brother, who is recovering from a seizure, answered Ayeshua. Then where are they? a curious Scribe asked as his mouth scowled and his eyes peered above his thick handheld glasses.

My brother became distracted by a couple of huge flies and let go of my hand. He’s probably browsing the places in the Temple, looking for my Abba to show him the amazing masonry work. That is his specialty, my brother, Shimon, that is. He apprenticed with our Abba, who is one of the finest carp . . . Before Ayeshua could complete his statement one of the Elders spoke. I know Yosef of Nazareth. You are correct, he is the finest! Ayeshua felt his heart expand to hear that response about Abba. But I need to see about Shimón. He is a superior mason for a young man seventeen years old, but ailing these days. May I return to speak to you later, Rabbis? he asked.

The stiff and serious group of Scribes and Pharisees had actually found a moment to relax in his presence as though they had been transported to an earlier time in their lives when responsibilities were not so great. As they rumbled over his request, Ayeshua heard Ema calling to him from outside of the Temple. Excusing himself, he waved to her through the Temple opening, signaling that he was fine but busy. Just then, synchronicity came to his aid as Shimón appeared from behind a pillar in a Temple alcove. Excusing himself again, he directed Shimón to Ema, waiting outside. Now that he knew Shimón was safe, he stood before the Rabbis in full throttle. May I continue, Rabbis? he asked again. The Rabbi in charge affirmed his approval by raising his left hand to this minor. "How is it you say that men are not capable of self-rule or governing themselves when Yahweh lives within them?" Ayeshua asked.

Those sitting on the Temple’s temporary wooden benches began conversing with each other. How does a young boy ask such a deep and penetrating question? they wondered. "My Abba and Ema, within me, tell me that they are in everyone, everywhere, all of the time, he replied. And who is this Abba and Ema of which you speak? another Elder chimed in before Ayeshua could complete his answer. I speak of Yahweh, the God of Avraham, who is neither male nor female but, All in All, Who Was, Is, and Will Be forever. And though known in Hebrew as Yahweh, is just as much the God of all, no matter their ancestry."

They did not like that last statement in particular; as the Pharisees got louder, looking long and hard at this boy who was confounding them. One of them spoke, How say you, Ayeshua, that the God of Avraham is neither male nor female? Is this not blasphemy? "Do we not refer to Yahweh as Father? It would be blasphemy for me to say otherwise, Rabbi. Then I would be denying God Its creation, he replied. You said ‘Its Creation.’ Is this not a contradiction, pure hypocrisy, Ayeshua, to relegate Yahweh to a stone, a bird, ah . . . ah? Flabbergasted, the Rabbi huffed. No, it is not, Rabbi. Yet I do not have another word to describe the completeness of God or the Mystery of God. Otherwise, Rabbi, I would be happy to give you a better answer. I will ask Yahweh to help me communicate Itself through me more clearly. It is not God’s fault, rather my lack of experience, Rabbi," Ayeshua stated confidently.

One of the Scribes, who was writing this dialogue onto his tablet, spoke, So it is, Ayeshua, that God speaks directly to you, um . . . through you? How can you prove this? Show us what you mean. You have not been upon the Earth very long or advanced in yeshiva, claiming to be a Rabbi, yet. So how is it that you come to tell us these things? For we have been upon the Earth much longer and are all ordained Rabbis.

Ayeshua had just been blasted with multiple questions all at once. He knew that he must continue, otherwise, he may not have another chance to make his point. He felt pinched, however, not so much by their challenges, but by the fact that he was not able to let Ema know that he was in for it and would be much longer than he had anticipated. He also knew that if he stopped and left the Temple before responding, this opportunity would be lost and they would use his absence as an excuse not to hear him again. The present imploded upon the future, and unless he made a path in the present, much good would be lost. A still Peace ran through him as he knew he must proceed.

Yes, Rabbis. Let us take the air. We do not see it. We do not smell the air itself but rather the scents that inhabit the air. We do not see color in the air except the colors that are put in it through God’s hand in nature. However, we know that the air is with us always. Otherwise, we could not live, breathe, and have Its Being. It sustains us from within and without. How else could we be here? Such is God. Always with us, yet unseen, always in us, breathable through our breath also. The group began to snicker and discuss his explanation among themselves. But at the same time, some of them were awestruck, awake, staring at him in silence. They who knew who he was, knew also, who they were.

So, Ayeshua, what say you about the male and female parts of God? asked the first Pharisee as the others began to laugh. "I say that God is neither, but both and All That Is. I say that He Is Everything and Nothing. I say that He knows the very hairs on our heads and the number of breaths we will breathe before we succumb. I say that It is Goodness, Mercy, and Love all at once. I say that He Is All Power as well, which means we need to respect that power very much. God’s Power can destroy as well as create. She does what She wills within Cosmic Universal Law and allows us to do the same through the Gift of Free Will. I say that He sent me here to say this to you today!"

The Elder Rabbi continued. "You still have not answered our question. You still have not explained how God can be both male and female. You still call God ‘He,’ ‘It,’ and then you say that It is a She! Come now, Ayeshua, which is It?" the room of Elders roared. Both groups began to stand, rustle, and shake their heads in sabotage of the possibility Ayeshua was communicating to them. Some began to leave the hall while the others who knew lent him their support in silence.

"I have answered