Going Beyond

 The story has remained untold, until now.  Only bits and pieces will drop upon these pages for the entirety would take the time of all history to tell.  And so it will be brief but with the hope that the droplets of insight and energy will assist your soul and your path upon this Earth.

The choice, in my opinion, was an easy one.  They were here before me with evil on their minds and my sister was their target.  Or so I was told, and so I thought, at the time.  She would die.  I offered them my life instead.  They took me up on the deal and within minutes I found myself hearing the Voice of God urging me to leave everything behind and come into The Presence.  I could say it was a spectacular experience but that would be an understatement.  Let me just say that there is no adequate description.

To make light of it  ... I puttered around in the 'non-world' for three days.  I learned a lot.  As I sit here today I wonder if I learned enough because the end result was the decision to return to Earth-life and carry on. (smile)  I've wondered quite often why I made that choice.  It was beyond awesome where I was.  And Earth did not really exist.  At least not from that perspective.  And yet here is where I found myself and for the next 40 years or so I would deal with the dichotomy of the existence I shared with God and the existence I shared with humanity, even though humanity and Earth did not truly exist.  At least from that perspective.  Not so, from this Earth perspective.  No.  It was, and is, all too real.

For 40-plus years I worked at closing the gap of understanding.  When I stepped into The Presence, nothing existed but the energy of God.  The Presence of God.  The all-consuming light.  The all-consuming love.  I could not see, feel, or even intuit Earth.  Or the body that was laying in a hospital bed.  But as the years passed I began to feel more and more that the gap was closing.  I could sense a portal, if you wish to call it that.  It was a doorway into what lies beyond what we perceive as 'existence.'  The more I refused to let it go, the more tiny dribbles of insight were gifted to me.

There came a day, not long ago, when the doorway opened for me.  The memory of having been there, and the memory of having come back through that door and having it shut behind me, came flooding back and I dissolved in tears.  Not because I was sad but because I was overjoyed.  My goal had been reached.  And even if the door was only open enough to show me a sliver of light, it was enough to give me the impetus to keep the quest to understand alive.

Now I sit here today, drenched in the energy of understanding, and know why I returned.  Returned from what is Real.  Returned to what is un-real.

Ahhh, but it is real.  The differentiation may be that it is not necessarily True.

What is True is the message my Infinite Soul wanted to bring back.  The True that contains the enormity of what lies beyond what most can perceive or even imagine.  It is so much greater than we allow our Earth-lives to imagine.  The Truth that all things are possible.  The Truth that there is nothing at all to fear.  The Truth that there is no separation, of any kind.  Which means that the energy you are, the Being you are, is a necessary 'atom' in the grander scheme of things.  And the energy you are, and that you give to the all-that-is, registers everywhere.  Without exception.

I returned to experience an entirely different 'reality'/life than the one that had been planned before I died.  My soul orchestrated monumental challenges .. day after day after day.  I passed through the portals of 'hell' a thousand times, using Earth-experiences.  I overcame them all.  Cancer, homelessness, poverty, betrayal, abuse, another 'death' or two, for good measure, I suppose.  But on the heels of each, one miracle after another after another followed until miracles became the norm.  (I call them miracles due to the limited language of Earth, but they are actually not.  They are the norm .. in God's Reality.)

I kept saying 'yes' to God, 'yes' to every experience I was presented.  My communion with my own Soul and what I wanted to learn, to understand, let me know that, through these experiences, I would be drawn closer to the understanding of the dichotomy that, literally, drives my reason for Being.  The dichotomy between who we truly are and who we perceive ourselves to be in this limited and dense experience of Earth.

I have done my best to bring the energy of The True to the density of this 3-D reality.  I believe that, all things being energy, what we issue forth (as energy) touches everything because energy has no boundaries.  The Truth is ... we are infinite souls.  As God said to me ... if you compare your Earth-time to your infinity you will find that you've just lived about 15 minutes, even if you live on Earth 100 years.  When we change our perspective(s), we change our lives.  Each soul, without exception, has a goal, a reason for creating this Earth-experience.  In my experience, viewing my life through the eyes of my infinity, my soul, enhances (to a great degree) what we can accomplish on behalf of our soul.  Enhances what we get out of this experience and the time we spend here.  There will come a time when each of us steps back through that doorway.  But in the meantime, maybe we can bring some of what lies beyond it into this moment, into this experience.  Perhaps .. just perhaps .. this is how we will heal this Earth and those who live here.








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All Things Possible

 

If memory serves me right, I was in my early twenties when I wrote this quote, which still remains one of my favorites.

"All the possibilities lie before me, like fallen leaves on Autumn grass."

 It is only now, so many years later, that the thought occurs to me that I was setting my Earth-Path in motion.  It seems that 'possibilities' have been the mainstay of pretty much every day of my life.  Had I known (if this is actually true), I probably would not have written the quote ... or loved it so much.  (smile)  To a large degree, my 'mission' seems to be about showing the extent of what is possible to those who care to listen.

Now, on to the reason I am writing this blog.  I know it's been a long (long) time since I've written.  A lot has taken place since last I appeared here on the blog.  What has me here now is a series of other-world events, if we choose to call it that.  Higher dimensional stuff.  Life-changing.  Soul-awakening.

April 1st was the 44th anniversary of my life-after-death experience.  I've always felt the date was significant, as the years passed, and, quite honestly, have been a bit surprised as the anniversaries have slid by without something major taking place.  This year was the exception.  April 1st took me back to the energy of passing over to 'the other side' and stepping into The Presence of God.  The energy of The Presence took me over, as it had so many years ago, and my sense of Divine Peace was restored in a way I didn't realize was possible.

In 1974 I was 'gone' for three days.  In this present year, I felt as though I was 'gone' for three days, and yet I was not.  But April 4th dawned and as I felt my way back into the state of being awake it became obvious that something had changed.  There have been quite a few 'walk-in' experiences through the years.  Other higher-dimensional aspects of my Infinite Soul filtering in slowly or simply slamming in without even a head's up.  The 'soul exchange' (we'll call it that) this time seemed to be much more evident than all of the others.

As the days have passed, the sense of being quite different has grown.  Normally the 'new' energies have been something I quickly adapted to and so this experience was going differently than the others.  Now, here on the 12th, it was a night like no other, leading into a waking acknowledgement that things are still changing.

One of the very first things I learned in 1975 had to do with all things being energy.  With the understandings that followed, I have thought of myself as cells separated by space.  This morning that thought was key in my quest to find out what was going on.  I could see myself as cells separated by space but the cells seemed to have given my 'life' over to the space.  (if that makes sense?)  I felt like space.  But not empty space.  God-space.  (It would take me an entire book to explain this, I'm sure, and so hopefully you're following my thoughts.)

Now, here's where my mention of possibilities comes into play.

Stepping away from everything 3-D, I allowed Divine Silence to take over and simply went into a state of deep meditation.  The first vision of my internal state of being seemed to be that the cells had, indeed, allowed space to take over.  There was a feeling of the cells being separated from the space in such a way that it was immediately evident.  Not sure what to make of it, I simply waited and watched.  A sudden force, perhaps best described as a wind, blew through me.  All of the cells were pushed out of me.  I was simply space.  Space.  Empty.  But not.  God-Space.

I was not alarmed at all.  It was the most natural state of Being that I could imagine.  A state of Being that I had been gifted with in 1974 and had been seeking to return to ever since.

I insisted that my brain stay silent.  Do not try to interpret what's going on, I advised myself.

Suddenly I was in a huge room made of gold.  Golden walls.  Massive double doors, arched and made of gold.  I sensed someone in the room with me.  Glancing to my left I knew who this was.  How I knew is impossible to tell.  Ganesh.  I had never heard of Ganesh in this lifetime and so how did I know this?  It's normal for me to hear a voice tell me to look something up and so I made a note to myself to look this up when the experience was over.  Sure enough.  There was a picture of this Being ... looking exactly as I'd seen in the room.

(The following link is the one that most resonated with me as I looked for information:

http://www.crystalinks.com/ganesh.html )

I have to admit, I am always secretly thrilled when I see or hear messages/visions that give me things that I don't consciously know.  Such wonderful validation.  Such a door-opening for possibilities.  :-)

As I assimilated the presence and information about this Being/Image/Presence, there came another stirring in the golden room.  This Being I DO know.  Anubis.  Anubis appeared to me several years ago and suggested that Divine Guidance from his energy might be welcome in my world.  It was an absolute 'yes' from me and so I've had the Blessing of this Energy for the last five years or so.

It will take me some time to filter through what this experience might mean to me on a personal basis.  But there was an immediate sense of the Divine Request to share this with those who follow my work.  I am all about possibilities.  I am all about living without limitations.  I have no boundaries through time and space or existence.  Anything is possible.  Everything is possible.  This is my life and I believe it can be yours as well.

We are Infinite Souls who exist within all time and space.  Existence is ours to explore and experience.

Perhaps this blog is meant only to remind you.

(An edit a few minutes later:  As I pondered all of this I was reminded to add something that I left out of this blog.  As the meditation began I sensed the Presence of God and heard a voice.  The voice said ... "We are a bit surprised that you survived all of the devastation that has come into your life.  We are here to speak to you of great change."


Love to ALL
Lauren Zimmerman
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The Forever Wound

This blog is not what it might seem to be, in the beginning of it. Read on.........


It was not something I expected. Not even something I would have imagined or predicted. A morning like every other was to become the first step into a deeper reality. A deeper understanding of God.


Since my 'death' in 1974 the entirety of my life has been a quest for Divine Union with God. To have been in that Presence and been 'put back' into this reality created such a dichotomy within me that, honestly, I had no choice but to chase the dream, so to speak. With that quiet voice as my constant companion, I followed every step asked of me. I ended up marveling over the degree of pain that I experienced by following what I call Divine Direction. It was, of course, a question in my mind. Why did the quest for God lead to such extreme pain? What was I meant to learn? And as the experiences grew in intensity, the question became almost moot. It is what it is until it isn't any more.

When I thought I had experienced the worst of the worst I think God must have shaken his finger at me with a 'no no no' gesture. Unfortunately, I didn't see that and so walked unknowingly into something that annihilated me completely. Of course it was meant to be. It was my destiny. And if I'd seen it coming of course I would have run the other way. But I wasn't meant to run the other way. I was meant to discover that the soul can be wounded and the soul can be scarred. I had not known that prior to my run-in with the most extreme pain God had to dole out. I spent two years trying to get to the lesson and understanding. And it was such an ah-ha moment when God touched me, on this morning, and explained, that I knew my life, possibly my soul, would never be the same.



I felt His Presence in a way I'd never felt it before. So physically in the room that every atom of my body reacted. I actually felt the cells inside me shift and change as they absorbed the truth that a visitation like no other was taking place. I stepped into my internal silence in a way I hadn't done in years and simply listened.

"There are wounds that change the soul. Yes. Every soul will encounter them. The quest for Oneness with God, for understanding of God, demands it. And every soul will survive it. Yes.

"It is not the dying of a loved one, for all souls are eternal and will meet again. It is not the loss of riches. It is not the hunger, the sickness, the murder, or the greed. It is not the expected pain.

"It is the experience of giving the gift of God through the love you offer and finding out that it has no value. It is not that you have no value, for that is a lie and is based upon the human experience, illusion, ego, and falsities of that temporary experience. It is the utter abandonment of all things temporary and the offering of all things eternal; and that offering receives not only a blind eye but an action akin to killing a soul. It is those moments when you offer the Infinite Soul and another Infinite Soul knowingly destroys with actions of non-love."

"Can you tell me why such an experience is necessary in order to know God?" I asked quietly.

"How can you know God if you do not know the scars of God? The scars that come when one Child can utterly disregard another Child of God. The scars of God when only Love is offered ... but remains unseen.

"One would be oblivious to Truth if one thought that existence and all of its events do not impact the Presence of God. If all is energy, and all energy impacts all energy, how could one assume that God is not impacted as well?"

The Voice grew quieter than a whisper. "God offers only love. How often is that accepted? All suffering caused by one Child upon another would end if all Children knew the love God offers. Can anyone possibly believe that God does not see the Child who turns away from the love of God that is offered?"



The words will forever echo in my soul. "How can you know God if you do not know the scars of God?"

Scars caused by indifference.

God is not indifferent.













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Healing Through Infinity

There is (and maybe always has been) much talk about having a human experience and the fact that it is a temporary experience for an Infinite Soul. I have zero doubt about the truth of that. Why then does the reality of Humankind continue to express itself with suffering, murder, abuse, and every other imaginable way of one Soul causing pain to another Soul? Why do humans allow themselves to forget the Infinite Truth of who they are and not express that Truth to the fullest extent possible here on Earth?

I had been 100% certain that I would wait a while before writing another blog but, left to my own devices (not working during this time), my natural state of being a writer and an explorer of dichotomies kicks in. As I sat contemplating this morning .. thinking about not writing a blog .. this idea for a blog came skipping in. It declared itself to be a great idea and so .. here we are .. exploring a question that I'm sure millions of souls have asked for thousands of years.

I, personally, have dedicated my life to the quest of understanding the dichotomies of life here and life on 'the other side.' Having spent some time there, having been exposed to the wisdom and the almost-unfathomable degree of love, compassion, and acceptance for ALL, I suppose it was a natural path for me to take .. the exploration of the unbelievable difference in who we are in one reality vs. another.

The piece of the puzzle that came tripping in to talk to me this morning (for the hundredth time) was about the process of loving beyond pain. The pain of this Earth-life is temporary. The love we find when the pain is gone is infinite. And we are each Infinite Love. Believe me. I've been there. I've seen it for myself. And the experience of knowing all souls as their expression of infinite love has not left my mind for a single moment since. There have been, of course, moments of such deep pain and confusion that I have fallen into a spiral of not understanding. The dichotomy, the separation between the Truth and this life-experience too great for me to fathom. But these moments became my tool, my path, to greater understanding. For it is pain (I speak of emotional pain, not physical) that drives the quest for understanding, for a deeper search, for answers. And one of the answers was this.......

If you know you are an infinite soul, if you embody and live that Truth, then you know that the emotional pain is temporary and not a part of the infinite truth of who you are, who the other person/people are. When you leave this temporary Earth-experience, you will not take the pain. It will not be a part of you. If it is not a part of your infinite soul then why would you embrace it as your Truth here on Earth? If you wish to walk the Truth of your soul here on Earth, then you can make no exceptions. You cannot pick and choose what is Truth for the infinite soul and say it is not Truth for the earthly body. To do so is to encourage a belief in separation. But you are not meant to be separate from your own soul.

What then is the answer? How do you arrive at a place of peace and leave the pain behind? It might sound 'new-agey' or unrealistic .. idealistic .. or whatever term you might wish to use .. but the answer is love. In soul to soul relationships we are pure love. There is nothing else. Anything other than a state of love is an un-truth in the soul's experience. I realize that I may sound totally 'out there' by stating that it is possible to Be Love despite everything that unfolds here on Earth. And yet it is my Truth. I live it because I've seen it for myself and it is an experience that one cannot forget. It is my hope and intention to pass this Truth along. Perhaps, one person at a time, this Truth can resonate around our planet and through this understanding we can change our world. I think it's a viable idea. But then again (smile) they call me idealistic. (I disagree.)

I can state for a fact that staying in a state of pure love, despite the worst of circumstances, is possible. I have lived it. If it is possible for me it is possible for you. Maybe I am just here to state the obvious. (smile)

I am Love. You are Love. We are One .. through Infinity.





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Revelations from God

That moment when God touches your dream, tells you your story, gives you a song.

You wake up to an understanding as far-reaching as your soul. Here is 3-D and here is your understanding. And now you will change. Your world was never what you thought was real but in the back of your mind you knew how it was meant to be. You spent your years bringing the pieces into your dreams, examining them like tiny, fascinating shards of glass. Waking moments of wandering, searching for the pieces that you knew were meant to come together to give you the picture of your life.

Now you sit, slightly dazzled by the dream, by the touch of God, by the reality of the day. But the song haunts you. Quietly. Growing louder as you attempt to go about your regular 3-D morning. I will not be ignored, it whispers, sounding like your soul. Finally you stop, make the computer your friend, slip on the head phones, and look for the song. But you don't have to look. You open the massive web site and it is the first song on the site. Waiting for you like an open door.

As the words crawl through your cells with clues there comes a shadow. Standing in silence. Watching. Regret and sorrow. The road not taken is bathed in light and you both turn to stare at it in disbelief. The shadow weeps. Your soul reaches out to comfort. The light on the path dims until darkness is all you see. The song grows quieter until silence takes over.

Slipping off the head phones you stare in silence at the future. The shards of glass, the pieces that were the picture of your life, fall away. Souls go astray. Destinies die. New paths are born. Souls find a way. They are infinite.



God speaks now of a destiny unknown. A path un-charted. He has shown a light upon that which was meant to be. He speaks to me of what could have been and why it went astray. In this revelation I become more Whole. He gently closes that door and with His touch He turns me away. His touch lays upon my soul and a peace fills me as I step away from that which was and turn toward that which will be.

It is a path unknown but it is God. The song plays again and this time I allow it to fade. It is the song of the past and it is saying good-bye. The path of my life, the shards of glass, the reality that was never born ... I allow it all to fall away. I turn to that which will be, place my hand in the hand of God, and open the door to my destiny.




PS: In response to a "mis-interpretation" of the blog ... a further explanation ... People speak of destiny and set-in-stone lifetimes that 'must' follow a certain path. But there were two paths .. two destinies .. not inter-twined but running parallel. I have walked my entire life with an awareness of both .. and gained an understanding from both that goes beyond 'the norm.' It's been fascinating, to say the least, and so very informative. The understanding of both paths has now merged into a Oneness with God that is ripe with understanding and brings with it a heart so open that it touches all souls with the utmost of love and compassion. In some odd way I have walked both paths, loved both paths, learned from both paths. On both the love of soul has been monumental, often overwhelming. I feel doubly blessed by the dichotomy.

We are One. Always One and forever One.













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It Was 1998 When the Message Came In.........

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(This artwork is the actual cover design for the entire book that I had (have?) planned for the topic that I cover in this blog.)



It was November of 1998. I remember being wrapped in a cocoon of blankets, as the winter night was cold indeed. I felt the air in the midnight room stir, as I always do when The Presence of God sends a wave of energy to announce an incoming message. I eagerly await these messages. They represent the truth of my life and Being in a way nothing else does. This night was no exception and I lifted myself slightly, ready to reach for the paper and pen that's always next to me. As it turned out, the paper and pen were unnecessary because the message was so monumental that it changed me. You don't forget things that change you.

I will paraphrase what I was told for the message was long but the essence was short and to the point.


The years between 2000 and 3000, on this Earth, will be a time of every person coming to understand their connection to God, The Creator of All, the energy that created and sustains existence. The Divine Union between oneself and God will be understood as the only essential reality. All else is secondary. The end result will be that the consensual reality that takes place on this planet will alter in a way that is almost beyond belief, if we compare it to the reality that has played out here for thousands of years.

The bottom line is that each person is an infinite soul who is an atom of God, should we care to think of it that way. To understand that .. and live that .. to the utmost degree is the goal. When every person within a society lives the reality of Divine Union, the sabotage of each other and self will stop.

One of the main reasons I wanted to write about this today is that the obvious has become even more obvious. I have always maintained that there is a very distinct reason for everything. Everything. When we accept that, we allow ourselves to change our perspective and eliminate our judgment. Whatever you have experienced is an essential part of your path to understanding Divine Union. Your soul has created every experience and every internal reaction you need in order to reach the ultimate goal of understanding that you are an aspect of God.

As a fully-realized aspect of God, every action you take and every thought you have will be from that point of view. Your perspective and your 'Beingness' will change. With that comes what I am perceiving as .. 'the inevitable.' You will begin to walk on this Earth in a different way.

From my personal assessment of my own experiences, I cannot say that I fully understand why some of the most excruciating pain was necessary. But I no longer need to understand. There is a Divine Clarity surrounding every day that I've lived. I clearly see that, despite what my earthly interpretation of my life might be, every second of every day was meant to bring me to Divine Clarity of my personal Divine Union with God. Immersing myself fully into this Truth has brought a sense of peace and Divine Acceptance that allows me the gift of even more fully immersing myself into Divine Union. There is a meshing, a coming together, a merging. That cannot take place if we, ourselves, are blocking the union with our own questioning of the Path laid out for us to get there.

Divine Union does not mean that now you will 'see' every second of your future and what comes next. It does not mean that everything is immediately 'fixed.' It means, instead, that you have an infinite peace in the Divine Knowing that you are As One with God. You always have been. You always will be. And now the messy, gritty, painful .. temporary .. 3-D experience cannot distract you from that Truth.

I've always put off writing about this message from 1998. I had hoped to write an entire book, for the revelations along the way of my own Path have given me insight after insight after insight. Sharing them, I feel, might help ease the way for others. But .. today the call to address this was far, far too loud to be ignored. As with all of my blogs, there is an entire book behind the few words placed here. It is my hope that your heart receives the entire book just by reading these few words.

Love to ALL, from Lauren Zimmerman





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Putting Logic and Soul On the Manifestation Table

If we're honest with ourselves, there's probably not many who wouldn't like to manifest something different in their lives. And there's plenty of opinions, books, techniques, etc. that address the possibilities. But what if all of the suggestions don't work and all you come away with is a degree of frustration that leads to a temporary self-loathing and the thought that you're just not good enough .. you're not doing it right .. someone 'up there' hates you and doesn't want you to have what you desire, etc.? (And the list of 'negatives' could go on but I'll leave it at this small list.)

This is just my humble opinion and an attempt to express my thoughts about the well-meaning attempts to show people how to change their lives. What I've argued with throughout the years is the fact that none of the techniques will work for you if it's not meant to be. What I mean by that is ... as infinite souls we have chosen this lifetime for the purpose of learning. With the soul's goal as a priority, the ego/personality goals take a back seat. If your soul needs a particular experience, be it poverty or lack or an unhappy relationship or any one of the other several trillion experiences that life has to offer, that's what you will end up with.

I think we all know that. Or at least I hope that we do. But here comes the temptation to believe that, with enough perseverance, dedication, positive thinking, etc., we can change that which is not meant to change. That's where my issue comes roaring to the surface. Do all of the 'techniques' raise false hopes? And, if so, is this just another lesson in dealing with the 'negative emotions' of the illusion, whether it be called 'mind control' or something else? And in addition, I find myself thinking ... if a manifestation technique is foolproof, wouldn't every prison be empty and turned into a flower shop or something? Doesn't every prisoner want to manifest freedom? And if 'techniques' worked for everyone, then reality would be different for everyone. No exceptions.

I am of the opinion that false hope is equal to no hope. It may actually have an additional 'yuck' added into the mix because if we allow false hope we are allowing a lie to direct our experience.

My point .. this blog .. came to my mind for two reasons. One is that I witness so many people who attempt to manifest and come away feeling much worse than they did beforehand. It hurts my heart to see something that is meant to be so positive and hopeful causing so much pain. If we attempt to manifest and are convinced that others are successful, then the question of why doesn't it work for us raises it's ugly head. That can lead to loss of hope, distrust of self, depression, self-doubt, and questioning oneself on a myriad of levels. The second reason I am writing this is that I was awakened four times during the night with 'an ethereal request' hanging in the air, asking me to address this issue. Honestly, I have a faint recall of having written about this topic before but it's too faint for me to remember when or where I might have stored the end result. What is interesting is .. if I've written about it before, why am I so strongly urged to write about it again?

After a time of prayer, this is the answer that I returned with.

All souls evolve and one of the avenues of evolution is the human experience. To dis-allow your experience is to dis-allow the soul's dedicated devotion of its own growth into greater wisdom and knowledge. It is far more courageous to understand how to gain wisdom from the experience than to seek to escape or change it. It was never told to any soul that the human pathway would be an easy one, but yet it can be. 'Easy' comes into being when you accept that which you yourself are creating. You yourself are creating this human experience. Every moment of it. Rejoice in the fact that you, from an infinite soul point of view, are choosing to manifest some of the most intense and gratifying experiences available. The end result of your pathway to knowledge will be gratifying times ten. Or perhaps even times a million.

When your soul has gained the wisdom from an experience you can rest assured that your reality will change. It is a natural law and irrevocable. This truth leads to the wisdom of surrender vs. force. The Earth experience offers a tremendous amount of knowledge of the energy of cause and effect. You can, with enough force, cause change. But if the change you cause through force is in opposition to the path set by your infinite soul, the effect may well create an experience not of your liking.

The answer to the prayer for understanding continued.

Quote: "You are asked to address this topic not only for the smaller focus of the individual but for the much larger focus of the changes coming to this planet and this human reality. Force has no place in the current spiritual evolution and dimensional frequency shift. The end result that is sought is Divine Harmony. Force has no place within the energy of Divine Harmony. There is and will continue to be a natural progression of events on and surrounding Earth. This is a process and the evolution of any process takes time. This is not a change that will easily accept attempts to force people or things to change. This is a time for surrender, trust, Knowing, and Allowing."

As I attempt to wind this down and stop 'talking' in this blog, I realize that there is much, much more to say on the various topics that have just been briefly touched upon. I leave it to time and circumstance, the natural revelation of wisdom that is seeping into this Earth-reality as the energy of lies is slowly being broken down and the mind control illusions continue to lose their grip. Patience, compassion, trust ... these are some of the key components we need as we continue traversing the monumental changes that we all can sense going on 'behind the scenes.' Truth is the goal and nothing within existence can stop the progress of Truth.





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Leave the Boots At the Door

(Artist unknown)


Leave the Boots At the Door

You have worn the boots for a year. Chances are .. you walked through tears, you walked through pain. You walked through doubt, you walked through fear. You walked through memories. You walked through love. You walked through loneliness.

You walked through your days. You walked through your moments.

You lifted your head off the pillow every day, whether you thought you could or not. Every morning you slipped on the boots that would carry you through your day. You did your best to keep a positive thought. You dried your tears, lifted your head, prayed for better days, and promised yourself that things would get better. That you, yourself, would do better.

You forgave the yesterdays that seemed to have put you where you didn't really want to be. You looked to the tomorrows with hope. You cherished the moments of laughter, placing them gently into your heart's memories. You leaned on those memories when times were hard. You drank in the moments of love, the quiet touches that soothed your soul.

You slipped the boots off at the end of each day, knowing that you would have to put them on again tomorrow.

This is not just a new tomorrow that we see now. This is a new opportunity. This is a new hope. This is a new prayer that may well be answered.

Leave your boots at the door. The mud belongs to yesterday. The heaviness belongs to yesterday. Begin your new year by stepping through the door with bare feet and hope. Let yourself dance with the freedom of letting it all go. Let your feet be free. Let your heart be free. Let your soul be free.




From LZ: It is rare that I allow visions and messages and predictions about 'new year energy' to come into my energy field. However, this year I was 'over-ruled' by the power and intensity of what apparently needed to be said. Consistently filled with hope by countless visions and messages, this last month or so has been interesting, to say the least. I am shown the possibilities of people letting go of their old realities and embracing the new, in ways that I've never seen before. I've been shown people healing so much that has burdened them. I am seeing hearts open, souls fly, joy taking the reins.

I am seeing people infusing Truth into their lives in ways that are totally refreshing. People letting go of that which does not serve their joy, their truth, their hearts, their souls. People changing jobs, locations, and even 'missions' and purpose.

The resounding and relentless message is .. Let it go. Let go of what no longer serves you. Let go of the belief that things cannot change. Let go of that which does not serve your joy. Let go of the burden that tells you there is not a better tomorrow.

From what I am shown, the tomorrows of 2015 hold more potential for change, hope, joy, and miracles than I might ever have imagined. I know I'm going out on a limb with this 'prediction' but that's what I'm asked to do. Perhaps it is only for the purpose of laying the energy of hope upon the hearts of those who are weary .. or frightened .. or ready to throw in the towel. I don't know. But I DO know .. this was asked of me and as I type this I feel the energy of hope dancing it's way around this Earth.

I pray we all take the boots off. Leave them by the door of 2014. And dance with bare feet and joy.







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The Heart's True Mission

My journey through time and space, during this lifetime, has been filled with things beyond what my 'imagination' might be capable of coming up with. That being said, the space of infinity often appears to be the same 'size' as the space taken up by an atom. I allow myself to live without limits. I allow my reality to breathe in and out, expanding to include infinity, or reducing my reality to a single atom. I'm saying this because it may take a slight adjustment in your thinking to follow the path laid out for me today. And I speak of this path because my thoughts could not help but travel to the many healers, the many who have sacrificed, the many who weep alone behind closed doors.

I found myself in a hallway. Or what I thought was a hallway. Darkened, with a floor of dirt the color of mahogany. The switch from one reality to another had been sudden and I stood for a moment, disoriented. I began to feel the residue of dried clay upon my skin. Brushing away what small bits were on me, I felt as though eyes were upon me. Looking up from my scrutiny of my dusty shoulder, I turned to my left. What I had thought was a wall was not. Blinking, I tried to take in the sight. Dozens upon dozens of people, baked into clay, encased in such a way that only their eyes moved. As I looked at each one, most of them turned away, unwilling to meet my eyes. With only eyes to be seen, I wasn't sure if I knew them or not. I felt the air move and sensed that there was a person who was free just a little further down the hallway. I walked toward him, a smile on my face as I recognized him.

"What are we doing here?" I asked. Unnerved by the sight of the encased people, I avoided looking in that direction again.

"This isn't a hallway," he told me. "This is your heart's main artery."

Shocked, I simply stared at him in confusion.

He waved his hand in the direction of the clay wall. "This wall is actually made up of people's indifference. Some .. many .. are those who dismissed you or thought you irrelevant. Your goal was love. The goal of all souls, if the truth be told, is only love, And I can tell you this ... if human indifference was eradicated in the human race, the trauma of heart dis-ease would be radically reduced, if not eliminated entirely." He noticed, of course, my stare of disbelief as I tried to absorb the enormity of what he was suggesting. "It's true," he insisted. "The human heart was meant to carry the frequency of Universal Love into this dimension, into this reality. The fact that there is an inordinate amount of indifference in the human reality causes the innate desire of the heart to change its energy. It is meant to beat only with the knowing and vibration of love. Living with, and having to adjust to, or accept, indifference causes it to take on an unnatural pain and manifest it as a 'disease.'

I could not stop the images of a dozen people I knew who wanted only to love but who had learned the word 'indifference.' A dozen images. Two dozen images. One hundred. And soon there were too many to count.

The experience went on to include a journey to the edge of infinity, with many stops along the way as I learned from Masters in every dimension. My own experiences taught me as I traveled. I wept with other aspects of myself in other worlds. This Earth-experience .. for all of us .. reverberates through all time and space. In communion with God I faced the energy of indifference and allowed my heart to be healed.

I thought of writing more here on this blog. But everything within me tells me to keep it simple. Every person reading this knows the rest of the story, somewhere in their heart. And every person knows the possibility of hope that lives in the wisdom of the hallway, the gateway to the heart. I will just repeat what was said ...... "....if human indifference was eradicated in the human race, the trauma of heart dis-ease would be radically reduced, if not eliminated entirely."





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The Lion's Passage - A Short Story

THE LION'S PASSAGE
by Lauren Zimmerman

Copyright  2014: Lauren Zimmerman
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Dedicated to the spiritual evolution of Humankind.

THE LION'S PASSAGE

She padded softly along the narrow path that stretched around the mountain like a spiraling ribbon. So narrow was the path that her ribs brushed the ancient solidity of the massive wall of rock. With her left, moccasined foot, she felt for a solid foothold among the small boulders that kept her from tumbling over the edge. It was a 4,000 foot fall. She would fall to her death. Undaunted, she moved forward, craving her destination. Willing to risk it all to reach it.

The crystal blue light that seemed to emanate from the crest of the mountain had beckoned her since childhood. Its mystery had consumed her daily. She remembered the first night she had witnessed it. It had called to her in her dreams that night. The following day she had waited for night to fall, hoping to catch a glimpse of what might only have been a dream. A distant, ethereal light that seemed to reach from this world to another. Another that she could not see but that her heart knew was somewhere out there. Out beyond that which she knew. Out beyond that which she could see. Out beyond that which seemed to imprison her.

The village had fallen silent as the day eased to an end. She finished her nightly chores and, perhaps for the first time ever, didn't squabble with her parents when they ordered her to bed. Shortly after donning her flannel night clothes, she had tiptoed to the tiny window. Drawing the tiny, ragged curtain away from the dull glass, she had peered across the landscape toward the massive mountain that shadowed her small town.

Like a beacon, the blue light seemed to come from the interior of the mountain, shining like a reaching arm into the sky. Reaching for what, she wondered. It was that question that drove her. It became an insatiable thirst. She must find a way to uncover the secrets of the mountain. But it was the tallest mountain in the land. And she was only a child.

She began to train daily, marching across the nearby hills, up and down, up and down, pushing herself to her physical limits after her morning chores were finished. Her parents, too busy, or perhaps too tired, to pay much attention, turned a blank eye to her small knapsack, the jar of water she kept there, and the small stash of nuts and seeds she hoarded like a chill-driven squirrel.

As she'd grown older, she began gathering material to make herself a larger backpack. She sewed the pieces together with threads of thick twine that were given to her by the village shop keepers. None of them questioned the strange girl with the wild hair and the gleam in her eyes that spoke to the fact that she dreamed of other worlds. Worlds far beyond the reaches of the tiny village that sat quietly in one of the most beautiful places on Earth.

The day finally came when she knew that she would face the daunting task of the climb upward. Spring had brought a hint of warmth to the air. Quietly, she pushed her few belongings into the depths of her backpack, covered them with her few items of clothing, and fought with her rushes of excitement and fear. She dressed warmly, knowing it would be colder on the mountain. Feeling a thrill of the unknown run up her spine, she glanced for the final time through the dull glass of her tiny window, and went to tell her parents goodbye. As though they expected her departure, maybe even thought that she had left them long ago, they each gave her a brief hug, a pat on her thin shoulder, and a quick goodbye. As she walked away from the narrow doorway for her last time, she turned to wave goodbye. But they had already turned to their daily tasks. Straightening her shoulders, she turned back to face her future, as uncertain as it was.

Crossing the pasture range that separated the village from the base of the great mountain, she paused only once, taking her water bottle from her pack and sipping from it thoughtfully. Tilting her head back, she stared up at her destination. The daunting mountain seemed much taller, much more lethal, than it had seemed from her tiny window. Capping her bottle, pushing it into her sack, she continued on, tripping occasionally on the rocks that were strewn around the mountain's base. Were they there to deter her, she wondered at one point, stopping to rub her tired ankles.

Undeterred, she marched on. Soon the first step on to the winding path that would lead her into the unknown was upon her. She turned briefly to look back at the life she'd left behind. From this distance, there was only silence. The daily sounds that had been oddly comforting as well as irritating were far too distant to be heard. The rattle of wagon wheels. The call of one shopkeeper to another. The shouts of the occasional voices raised in anger. The squeals of children fighting over toys. All were now silent memories, ghosts of a past that seemed far removed. Nodding to herself, silently acknowledging that the world she had left behind was no longer hers, she took her first step on to the narrow, ribbon-like path that spun itself around the mountain.



The years passed. The child was gone. A woman now walked in the moccasins that seemed to never fray. They had become her companions. Something she trusted as the soft material allowed her to curl her feet around the rough edges of rocks that served to stop her occasional slips upon the mountain's edge. As she'd come to know the mountain, it had served up the infrequent cave, surprising her as she turned a corner, expecting the flat surface of the stone wall to be her brace, only to find a gaping wound etched deeply into the wall of the massive boulders. She often fantasized that bolts of lightning had ripped through the stone in an effort to shine its light into the darkness.

Bemused, she always set her fears aside and walked boldly into the pitch-black depths of every cave, hoping perhaps that the mountain would give her its secrets, knowing all the while that it would not. In every cave she had found a wolf. She had befriended each. They were so sleek and so beautiful she had lost her heart to them immediately. Many of them were wounded. Her hands, her love, sealed their scars, soothed them, made them let go of their pain and sleep.

In the depths of the caves she had sat and leaned her back against the cold walls. The wolves had come and laid their heads upon her lap. Her heart trilling with her love for them, she had stroked the ever-so-soft fur upon their heads, run her strong heads over their hearts, hoping, always hoping, that they would feel the love coursing through her fingers. It seemed imperative for her that they know the depths of her heart, just as they knew the depths of their own cave.

Were they wild things? Or was she? Fate brought baskets of distrust and laid them at her feet and soon she was gone. Every time leaving the depths of black, stepping into the light of day, stepping on to the strap-like ledge leading upward. Her tears fell over the mountainside, staining it with regret.

It was a deceptively sunny day, aching with cold, that brought the realization to her. Or was it only fantasy? She felt she had become the mountain. She was the light reaching for an unseen world. Was it true?

She wondered. If she was the mountain, if she was the source of the light, where had she hidden the secrets? Of what origin was this light? Could she find its source if she was hiding it even from herself? It had been years. She was weary. Her soul's bones ached. Exhausted, she sank down upon the narrow path and leaned against the stone-cold wall. In the distance, a wolf howled.

Having dozed where she had fallen, the next day dawned by giving her a taste of hope. Renewed, she stood and made her way along the path, ever upward. Rounding a corner, her eyes gave her the vision of yet another cave. The sight was tantalizing. A place to rest. Fresh water coursing along the back wall, coming from the cold depths of the great mountain. Turning away from the temptation, she stared across the landscape. Too far below to be heard, a river ran swiftly, jumping and pounding over moss-covered boulders. Eagles flew, brushing their wings across the sky. A sun-touched rainbow danced briefly with a distant waterfall.

Sensing that she was being watched, she turned. Ebony-black eyes, sparking with thoughts unspoken, stared at her from the mouth of the cave. The wolf's coat looked as though it hadn't been groomed in a moon's age. He had one paw lifted from the ground. She could see the pain in his eyes. She could see many things in his eyes. Her heart twisting with 'no,' she held out her hand to him even as the tears of many memories coursed through her. Trusting, he rested his chin in her hand briefly before lifting his head again and looking into her eyes. As her eyes met his, they knew each other. Through time and space and beyond anything comprehensible, they knew each other.

They stayed a while, she and the wolf. Not as long as with some of the others, but longer than eternity, for they became as one, fused through infinity. Fused through pain and fused through healing. Her touch healed him. His touch healed her.

They would travel to the top of the mountain together. They would find the source of the light. She told him about it during the silence of the nights, whispering of the hope she knew would be there. Would be there at the source. In the black of the night, his dark eyes shined. His light from within, she thought, and she reveled in it. The moon cried when she wasn't looking.

The day came when they would leave in search of the source. Her heart thrilled. Her hope soared. Stepping from the black of the cave into the day's light, she stretched her arms heavenward, as if embracing an unseen world. She dragged her pack into the light, rearranged its contents, and shrugged the weight of it onto her back. Soaking up the warmth of the sun, she waited, content.

The sun climbed high into the sky. She waited. It drifted down the other side of the world. And she waited. The freeze of the night took her to the edges of her own life. And she waited. She came to know the new silence well as the days passed. Incapable of moving, or even breathing, she waited. She was waiting for herself, she knew. They had become one, fused into infinity, destined to share eternity's breath. And yet still she waited.

She did not know that a year had passed. Time and life had frozen into a permanent grimace of acceptance. The sun took on a life of its own and tapped her, not so gently, waking her from her frozen sleep. Shaking inside and out, she shook herself awake. The only memory she had was of the light that streamed from the mountaintop. She turned her head, gazing upward. Her destination seemed closer than she had imagined it would be. The mountain's summit seemed to reach down in an effort to guide her. It was so close she could almost touch it. The sun's rays danced. With shaky legs, she stood. She felt the mountain's strength course through her, as though it were her life's blood. Revitalized, she reached up to grab the single branch of a forgotten tree and pulled herself up to the next foothold of the path. She tested the stone she was stepping to, wondering if it would hold. It did. The power of her own walk took over. Steadily she climbed. All doubt about reaching her destination, her fate, dissolved.

She didn't look back. She didn't look down. She stepped into the grandeur of the mountain's light. It reached upward. She reached upward. Another world engulfed her, swept her into the power of a peace she had never known.

"What is the source," she whispered to the mountain.

"You," the mountain answered.





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You Knew Exactly What You Were Doing

This blog is for those who 'know,' for those who, on whatever level within themselves, remember that they came to this incarnation with the intention of learning about the process of evolving from one vibrational frequency to another.

A brief explanation .... everything is energy and all energy has a frequency/vibration. Not only are we infinite souls who exist throughout all that is, but we exist in many different vibrational frequencies. In other words, we are not limited to being just this temporary 3-D body-of-the-moment.

Add to this the fact that we have existed, as souls, for however many years, centuries, eons. With that as a Truth, it would be impossible to assume that we came to this incarnation without any understanding or awareness of what we were doing.

Add to this that we were fully aware that the Earth itself would be transitioning. This time on Earth is, to my understanding, monumental. As it was told to me, by The Presence of God, there will be 1,000 years of the human race creating and evolving into a different reality. A spiritually-based reality that brings to the forefront the Divine Union of not only God but Soul, with full awareness and conscious interaction with both.

The topic I'm about to discuss would probably end up being a 1,000 page manuscript if I were to let myself tell you all that I've experienced regarding this topic. It will be painful to not share it all (smile) but in the interest of brevity, I am going to touch upon the highlights that I feel it's important to share in this moment. If you doubt my sanity, after reading what I have to say, please refer to all of the books, writing, etc. that I've shared through the years. Everything I'm about to tell you is as real as it gets.

The topic is what might be referred to as a 'walk-in' experience. I've had eight of these experiences, following the first one, the one that brought me to this incarnation when this body was four years old. In the recent days, there has been another of these experiences. One more tangible, more life-changing, than all of the others, excepting the very first one. The experiences that I've gone through have been higher-dimensional aspects of my soul, merging into the body. All but the first and last have been subtle. (There are other types of walk-in experiences that can be researched via the Internet. It's too large a topic for this blog to cover everything.)

The reason I feel it necessary to speak of this now, after having been silent about this all my life, is that this type of walk-in experience is going to be very prevalent for those who came into this incarnation with the intention of understanding how to spiritually and energetically evolve into a higher dimensional frequency of oneself. There has been much talk about the human race perhaps 'stepping into' a different world, being 'lifted up' to another reality, 'ascending,' etc. It has always been my understanding that it is we, each person individually, who will 'ascend themselves,' if you'll allow me to say it that way.

This 'new' aspect of myself has a more clear understanding of what has, is, and will happen, which is why I was so compelled to step out onto yet another 'limb' and be more vocal than usual about my personal experiences. Those who came to learn from the process of 'evolving a vibrational energy/reality' took on a tremendous task. One that will be soul-changing. Many of us took on some of the most extreme experiences imaginable in order to learn how to take the heaviest, densest, most pain-filled energy and transmute it into wisdom, thus altering the vibrational frequency. It is a process that we can call 'advanced alchemy,' if you like. It is also a fairly rare 'assignment.' Participating in altering the vibrational frequency of an entire reality is not exactly common. (said tongue in cheek)

The only way to tackle such a huge task is for each soul to tackle the job within themselves. This is what we've done. We have, and still are, changing our own dimensional frequency. When so many refer to 'the veils thinning,' this is what they refer to. The 'veils,' the energetic differences, between dimensional frequencies thins as one frequency becomes more similar to the other.

As a side note ... to have attempted to change Earth-reality itself, as a whole, would have been too similar to one of the main 'issues' that exists in this reality, which is the issue of power and control. It would have also called into speculation the issue of judgment. We are not here to judge anyone else's reality. Everyone is free to choose. Everyone is learning from the experiences they choose. To take the task of evolving on one's own shoulders, and act to change oneself, takes these issues off the table.

I promised to be brief and so I'll move on to the next thought in my mind. (there are so many) We have presented ourselves with tremendous challenges in an effort to learn how to transmute the heaviest energies imaginable. Everything has been part of the effort to rise above our human reactions, interpretations, judgments, and emotions and come to a greater understanding of how to interact with existence from a energy-based-knowing. Each experience, no matter how difficult, has been a stepping stone in your personal evolution and quest to understand. If, indeed, we are creators-in-training, it is essential to understand energy to the nth degree.

Now ... all of this being said ... and I've left much to your own imagination and intuition ... many people are coming to the point where higher dimensional aspects of their souls will be 'walking in.' Every person who has this experience will, more than likely, have a unique experience. Some will experience this process over a period of time, some will wake up and know for a fact that they are entirely different on this day. I can speak only to my own experiences when I say that my past processes have been fairly subtle, though recognizable. The current experience is not at all subtle. It is blatant, tangible, and .. ok .. a whole lot of fun. ( smile ) The knowing within oneself is expansive. The compassion is as deep as it gets. Attitudes and opinions feel as though they are coming from someone else entirely. The abilities (let's call them that) are enhanced. Personality can and probably will change. The higher dimensional frequency aspect of yourself knows much more. Is not weighed down by the hardships and emotional toll of the past experiences. Has an entirely different perspective on just about everything.

The higher dimensional aspect of yourself knows how to address the energy in which you live. If you have outstanding energy issues (illness, stuck energy, 'issues,' etc.), resist the temptation to view them in 'the same old way' and allow your inner knowing to guide you. Adopt the perspective that all things are energy and all energy can change/transmute. You are not a victim of your energy/issues any longer, once this 'walk in process' is complete.

As I think about why I felt, literally, forced to speak more publicly, I realize that it is because this is a process that WILL take place for many. It's imperative for me to tell you that you're not crazy, you're not imagining this. To question yourself, or the people going through this, will be to interfere with the magnificent flow of some of the greatest changes in energy this Earth and reality has ever undergone. WE are evolving the spiritual energy of Earth. WE are evolving ourselves. It was and is a monumental task. To define it in antiquated, Earth beliefs would be an injustice to the incredible journey we undertook, as souls. The journey that is unfolding a reality unlike anything we've ever witnessed.

Thank you to all who follow my work, offer me their trust, and support me with their belief in the path I walk. I am so blessed and grateful to each of you!

PS: If you find any typos, please forgive them. The words in my mind were flying faster than my fingers.



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Second Chances

The two stood in the light of God. The lifetime was over and now they were home.

Sarah's spirit let out a long sigh of weariness and relief. It had been a very long road. Giving Gabriel a brief smile, she touched him lightly and turned her attention back to The Presence, anxious to hear the understandings that would be coming.

With a touch so subtle that it couldn't really be called a touch, God urged them forward, into the deeper vibration of light. Arriving where they were urged to go, Sarah caught her breath and reached out to take Gabriel's hand. His grip was strong, urgent, clinging to her in a way that told her that he would never again let go.

Before them the life they'd lived was laid out in living color. In a row of color below this was laid out the life they had been meant to live.

Sarah's eyes welled with tears and she felt her heart breaking once again, just as it had when she had awakened from the dream that had shown her the life that had been meant to be. Though she could not see the eyes of God, she could feel them. Her appeal went out to existence. Why?

The Voice was gentle, caring, but stern. "You both allowed yourself to believe that love could not be yours. You allowed your experiences, the experiences you yourself chose, to guide you away from that which you knew was true."

The Voice paused and Sarah shivered as the truth penetrated her Being. Gabriel's hand was telegraphing his emotions as he absorbed the truth as well. Her eyes went to the picture of when they would have met. She found herself unable to look away.

"Nothing is ever lost forever," the Voice said quietly.

"But what it could have been," Sarah whispered, heartbroken. "What it should have been."

"You must look at what you learned," the Voice advised.

Gabriel spoke. Sarah's heart leapt in response. "I understand." His voice was thick with unshed tears. "I know the moment when I lost her to me." His eyes met Sarah's and she felt her heart break all over again. "I thought he hated me. I thought she hated me. I thought both of my parents hated me. They certainly treated me like they did. When I thought that, I began to hate myself. After all, if your parents hate you, how can you think you're worthy of love?"

Sarah's head dropped, remembering the stories Gabriel had told her about his childhood. The pain of wanting to love him until his pain was gone overwhelmed her in a way nothing else ever had.

The air went silent and Sarah realized they both were waiting for her to speak. Her voice shaking just slightly, she spoke what had been in her heart all of her years. "I thought I was unworthy of love when I put myself on that planet. I knew how painful it could be. I knew the level of suffering and hate. And I knew that it had the potential to change me." She gave a sigh as deep as life itself. "And I allowed it to do just that."

A force of energy so powerful it had the ability to move existence itself suddenly flashed into the space where they stood. A rush of hope so intense that Sarah's heart almost leapt from her chest. She looked up into the light of God, barely breathing, waiting to be told what this meant.

"There is another layer of hope," the Voice said. "I am filling you with the energy of who you were before you allowed yourself to become what you are not. You are love. Love is all that you are. To have allowed yourself to become something other than love, you lost love. You lost yourselves. You lost the reality of love that you were meant to live."

The Voice paused, allowing them to absorb the words they were hearing. Sarah barely breathed, her hope trembling through her like new life.

"You're being given a second chance. A chance to find the strength to be the love that you are, despite the exterior expressions of hate and suffering that exist in that part of existence. That part of existence thrives because it is the best avenue of learning souls can create as a test for themselves. It is the best learning tool of un-truth that can be imagined. And thus it lives. If you choose to become stronger than the tool of un-truth, you will thrive. Are you able to live your truth, the love that you are, in a world that gives you every opportunity to do the opposite?'

Sarah felt the tug of Gabriel's gaze and turned to him. The smile on his face was the light of God itself. For the first time in many, many years she allowed hope to refill her lagging energy. She nodded at him. Yes. They could, they would, do this.

The speed of Light took them back. Took them back to where it had all begun. The second chance began as the roar of a semi-truck passing by filled the room.









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Opting Out

In other words:

If you see me in the garden and I'm wearing a man's flannel shirt, a size or two too large, and it's flapping in the wind; and I'm not decorated with make-up and heels but instead am wearing my own skin and sloppy yellow rain boots, walk on by if it concerns you.

If you pass me in the early morning, walking on a dawn-touched beach, and I haven't yet brushed my hair, and that concerns you, walk on by.

If you expect me to decorate my face and body in order to please you, and I don't, and that concerns you, keep on walking and find someone who will.

If your caring about me depends on the ways of this world, and I am not in compliance, and that concerns you, find someone who will comply.

If the fact that I give my time on this Earth to my own soul's path, and not to yours, and that concerns you, find someone else who will play the role you need them to play.

I am here by request of God. You are here by request of God. If I know this about myself, and you don't know this about yourself, it is not my place to set aside my path with God in order to show you your path with God.

I will treat you as God would treat you. If you cannot offer me the same, that concerns me. Walk on by.

And for the companies interested in convincing females that they should spend money with items that subliminally promote low self-esteem, physical-appearance-competitions, and false and biased self-worth fictions, I opt out. It is not necessary for me to spend one hundred dollars on cosmetics and one thousand dollars on clothes to fit your description of what I should look like. I am me. God likes me this way and so do I. Your opinion, which does nothing but generate false opinions, so that you can pillage people's finances in order to continue your campaigns that make people question their own self-worth, does not interest me. Walk away. And PS ... don't call me either.

For females who want something to think about, when it comes to personal freedom: think about how many men you know who can't go to the store without putting on make-up or who have to spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about how people will perceive them when they go outside without designer clothes on. How many men are judged by the size of their chests or the size of their jeans? Maybe the path to personal freedom has a component of equality in more ways than society wants us to really think about.

Author's Note:

Why did I write this? Perhaps I've gone too far with my criticism of the lies that attempt to enslave Humankind. The constant barrage of ads, from every direction imaginable, make it impossible to accomplish the simplest task without running a raggedy line of defense trying to avoid the assault. Trying to simply check email or the weather is enough to have you grinding your teeth with unexpressed exasperation. I can't stop the conversation in my head that is asking all of these money-seekers if they think that annoying me to death will cause me to want to give them money for their mostly-unnecessary products.

For most of my years I have attempted to help people remember who they are, as infinite and powerful beings who have chosen this temporary and often-imprisoning Earth-reality. This little bit of writing is yet another attempt to insert some very logical, soul-compatible thoughts into the mind control grid that tells us how we should be and who we should be. This lifetime is temporary .. very temporary. To allow the 'rules,' judgments, peer pressures, fears, etc. to dictate our daily lives is to deny our own infinite truths. I am a huge fan of people taking back their power, staying 'no' to the illusions and lies, and living a life that allows them the freedom to be themselves.

It's funny. The term that pops into my thoughts is: "Just say no." We have the power to change Human reality by simply saying 'no.' We have the choice to opt out of the world that tells us who we should be .. and the power to build the world we choose. It may be that people tend to forget that WE are the majority and that without us, the 'machine' will not continue to run.

And on an even greater note; we have the choice to begin understanding that every person is an infinite soul and a direct connection to the Infinite Presence of God. By choosing to infuse this truth into our personal relationships, we are playing a pivotal role in changing the reality of the human race. There is no longer a need (or excuse) for abusing each other in any way. Think about it. Could you steal from, smack in the face, or otherwise injure an expression of God if that expression appeared suddenly before you? Could you judge the appearance of that expression? If it showed up in tattered clothes, barefoot and dirty from living on the streets, but you knew it was God, would you judge it? The frivolous things that humans decide are important enough to cause judgment of another are, in the bigger picture, insignificant to a degree that is so small it can't be measured. For me, the answer to the path to freedom is to focus my time and attention on the path of being as one with God and my own soul's infinity and reason for being on this planet. I opt out of giving my time, energy, and attention to the illusions and choose to live what is important in the greater scheme of existence.

We are all expressions of God. By acting like it, we can change Earth's reality. And how cool would that be? (smile)









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What Part Are We Playing?

The mind-control grid sat before me like an unimaginable horror. Overcome with dread and revulsion, I struggled to turn away, hoping that there was such a thing as instant forgetting. But the Being with me would not allow and I found myself staring at possibly the most appalling thing I'd ever seen.

We know that all things are energy and that for tangible reality to exist there must be a grid of sorts to contain it. Even knowing this, and having sensed for many years that reality on Earth was being controlled by something I didn't understand, nothing could have prepared me for my present experience. The grid of energy before me was massive. Equal to the size of a galaxy, or possibly even larger. There was no way to gauge. Massive pillars of what I can only call 'control' lay criss-crossed and tumbled, seemingly random as they laid upon each other with what was obviously a crushing weight. I glanced at my momentary custodian, determining if he thought I had had enough of the appalling vision. But apparently not. With some type of movement that I couldn't see, he picked me up and placed me inside the massive workings of evil.

Revulsion rolled in my stomach like poison as I heard the innocence of Humanity quietly chatting among themselves and, in the background, heard the derisive comments offered by the unseen controllers of this incredible grid of deception. Before my stomach could physically rebel, I found myself lifted back out of the horror, standing once again on the exterior surface of nothingness that appeared to be similar to an ivory-colored Styrofoam.

I turned to my companion, who had dubbed himself 'Simon' due to the fact that his name was unpronounceable. "Why are you revealing this to me when it would seem obvious that I can do nothing about it?" I demanded, my upset overtaking my manners.

"Why do you assume you can do nothing about it," he asked calmly.

I glanced back at the structure so massive that it could engulf an entire galaxy. Knowing there is a reason for everything, I made up mind in that moment to understand.



When we come to fully understand that there is no separation, that we are all atoms of existence, invisibly connected to all that is, we become ready to take the next step in understanding. If we are all one, we are all participating in all that is. If we are participating in all, we are participating in that which imprisons us as well. What more appropriate time than now to expand our minds to accept a greater degree of understanding? What more appropriate time than now to accept a level of self-responsibility that very well could lead to equality and freedom?



This is just a very brief look into the recent 'universal wanderings' of my soul. I plan to offer much more but am so overwhelmed by the need to offer this small piece today that I take the chance of raising the reader's impatience with me. Please understand that the experiences alone consume me 24/7 and that, as time permits, I will bring you more. I feel more called to share and assist Humanity than I do to breathe, most days. And I thank you for your patience and for blessing my Journey by listening.


Lauren Zimmerman
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nLight Press Announces New Series of Books

nLight Press is pleased to announce the first three volumes of LISTENING TO WISDOM, by Lauren Zimmerman.

Sincere gratitude to all who have given such heartfelt and supportive reviews to the books! Your words mean more to me than words can express.

A sampling of reviews:


"Your best work yet. Your words touched my heart and what the sea and you know is true for all times." (by H.H.)


"This new book is fantastic and resonates with my life. Balancing the seen with the unseen, the clarity with which Ms. Zimmerman explains how two unlike energies can't share the same space in manifest form, and showing how we turn our experiences into burdens and forget everything before, all of it was so affirming and clear. I recognized all of it and could easily see the principles illustrated throughout my own lifetime. The ending couldn't have been more beautiful, magical, hopeful: a door beckoning. She uses the analogy of a chameleon in the most amazing way to drive her point home. She doesn't teach in the `traditional' sense, but in a uniquely Lauren Zimmerman way, painting a picture, holding it up and asking, What do you see? Are you in there? It's such a gentle way of allowing me to see and understand what I'm ready to see and understand. She turns on the light, and lets me look for myself. I truly admire and appreciate that." (by C.F.)


"Tissues are required in order to read this book! I love all of Lauren's books, but I almost let this little book slip by me. I should have known that my favorite author in the Universe would not write something that wasn't a profound blessing! Even though Lauren writes her stories as fiction, they are all very real and have actually happened to her! The connections that the Universe shares with her, and that she in turn shares with us are absolutely mind boggling! One of the most profound things that I have ever read were written in this little book for me to read last night! With just a couple of sentences she answered a question that has been haunting me for 53 years. She said "People hurt each other so that their own pain can be seen" ~ I didn't get it at first, but when I read on it made more sense than anything else that's been said to me since I was 12 years old! All of a sudden the blindness dropped from my eyes and mind and a bright light showed through that nearly floored me as I sat there bawling my eyes out ~ If you are a seeker of truth and have struggled a lifetime for certain answers, do yourself a favor and read this wonderful little book! You will be SO glad you did! I guarantee it! Thank you dear Lauren for once again helping me with my struggles of being a soul trying to live as a human being ~ My love and thanks go out to you, Lauren, to Agness, to our other worldly friends, and most of all to the Prime Creator of the Universe ~ I love you all ~" (by Mstikal Enchantments/klv)









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