The Voice - A Training Manual for Souls

The Voice - A Training Manual for Souls

The following is an inspiration story crafted as a Sci-Fi adventure. I wrote it over a period of a year in the mid-90s. For almost three years prior I had been writing parable stories and fables as teaching guides to pass along important psychological and spiritual principles I had been exposed to. Over the years, these had come to me through nearly 500 books read from the early 70s onward, and through my three decades as a therapist. Now that I have a clearer understanding of what’s referred to as personal and spiritual growth, I’ve come to regard this book as a Training Manual for Souls.  

I describe The Voice as a mythical story, the kind we humans have been telling each other over the centuries through our collective mythology. It’s the kind of story that aims to open us up to our deeper selves by taking us on a soul healing journey, not unlike most variations of The Hero Myth.  The latter has been best exemplified by Joseph Campbell’s stellar analysis of the form. In this case it’s not about defeating multi-headed monsters or evil sorcerers. It’s a story that favors our inner world, our emotional and spiritual development, with lessons on self-acceptance, self-responsibility and self-love. To quote Albert Einstein in a letter to his daughter: “Love is the most powerful force in the Universe.” In this book that Universal Love emanating from our Divine nature is what our characters are aiming to connect with. One of our main characters in this story is God of course, as is often the case in mythology. 

I believe we’re on the threshold of a significant change for humanity, and such times are always painful, for us personally and for the society in which we live. In either case, there is never a shortage of critics ready to assail the “New” that’s trying to be born. In times of change, there are always individuals who don’t want to hear messages that require them to re-examine their lives. They don’t want their rigidly grounded preconceptions about who they are and and their place in life to be challenged. So they pounce when they hear anything contradictory to those established norms. This is the old guard, always ready to counter anything that smacks of change, even when it’s for the better. 

The 80s gave us a plethora of self-help books and practices to choose from. We had gurus of many stripes come forward with their answer to our collective pain and self-doubt. We connected with our Inner Child.  We learned about dysfunctional family dynamics (John Bradshaw). We learned about addictions and their consequences to all family members (Melodie Beattie). And we started visiting the New Age bookstores which were blossoming at time with many such authors showing up on Oprah (e.g. Shirley MacLaine). I read lots of these books as they helped with my practice and the kinds of issues that were showing up there. I started referring to this group of readers/clients as The Healing Generation and included myself of course. We were the ones exposing our psychological wounds so they could be dealt with, the ones delving into family dynamics, the ones going to AA support groups and attending spiritual and personal growth seminars. 

For me this was the beginning of Conscious Evolution and books with that reference were starting to show up. I saw it as conscious, because those referred to as the healing generation were choosing not to be part of that victim mentality anymore. It’s called conscious today, because we who have chosen this path, now realize we have to pace ourselves through our sorrows and fears in order to be done with them. And as we learn about our healing processes we pass that learning on to the next generation and the one after, repeating the same cycle that has characterized our collective human mythology.  

Are you ready for your consciousness to evolve? Are you ready to receive and express your gifts of love and creativity? Are you ready for ascension into the next dimension of consciousness? Then step up!

The Voice - A Training Manual for Souls

Imagine That - Music Video

Imagination is the source of all creation. We are all creative beings, sprung from the womb of the Great Creator:

"Imagine that I say to you / Imagine if you will / A heart that wants to Soar . . / A heart that wants to Roar . ." That's us in a nutshell!

Meet Me at the Tree

Meet Me at the Tree - Maurice Turmel - "Dr Moe"
Invitation to connect within and without. Meet me at the tree is a call to a lover we've had a disagreement with, or a long lost friend we are eager to reconnect with. In this case it is Source, our God Self within. She/He has been waiting for us to declare we are ready. The tree here is the Tree of Life.

A Call to Arms - "The Voice"

A Call to Arms

A Message from "The Voice"

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When you were small oh how you wondered about so many things. The tress, the plants, the animals, all fascinated you with their amazing qualities. Do you remember waking down to the bakery to smell the bread? Do you remember insects flying through the tall grass of the fields you played in? Do you remember the feelings then, rich as they were, powerful and frightening at the same time? Do you remember the sad times, the glad times, the times you cried and the times you sighed? Do you remember the first time I said “I love you,” and the last time, and the one before that? Do you remember all the mysteries you set out to uncover, to get to the bottom of – as I know you could?

Yes, you were amazing then, were you not? So full of life, willing to explore anything, willing to just go for the heck of it. When did it all change, this great interest of yours? When did we see its decline? Around the time of that first emotional pain, was it not? Oh yes, and many blows after that. These were the hurts that closed you up and caused you to suffocate. Do you see how this all began, this journey of self-discovery? It took you out on a long road of experiencing, around many curves and bends, down through many valleys and up and over many hills.

Never boring was it? Do you recall? Of course you do, living it all through your body as it were. Such a peaceful romp, a gentle ‘travail’, when the winds were manageable and no pain was at hand. But when the blows struck, oh how painful they felt. Difficult to bear, wouldn’t you agree? But you took it all, as did most of you. You took it because at some level you saw it as your cross to bear.

Perhaps you thought Jesus the Christ was the only sufferer worthy of note. But I say to you, you’ve all been there, suffering your slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. No one was deprived of this experience, a gesture of mercy some say, handed down from above, to allow you to learn what had been taught by the Masters. Jesus was only one of these, a great teacher immortalized in your history books and sacred writings.

Yes, Jesus did travel the path, the road of trials, unto his death and subsequent resurrection. Today you might say ‘upliftment’ and mercy unto the Father who helped him to his feet. Jesus was not lost, only afraid, that was all, as many of you have been in your own suffering.

This path you chose was replete with such sorrows, similar to his in kind and yet, you never knew this comparison could exist. But it does and also shines favorably upon you all. You have all done your best, your duty so to speak and I applaud you as I did him. He sought out his wretched sorrows as you have yours, because he had chosen them, as have you. You were not undiscovered creatures in your sets of circumstances, you created each instance with the abandon of a General who knew what his/her troops needed to learn. Don’t be ashamed of your moral dilemmas, your uncertainties or so-call sins. These were all of a particular design, for a particular purpose you had chosen to bring about.

Why would you choose such dire circumstances, some will ask? To learn, I would say to you – to learn all those lessons you believed you needed to learn. Who was I to say that it needn’t be so, when your soul had already commanded it to be thus? It was for a grand purpose after all, to strengthen your heart, to bring about redemption if so pleased. These were your circumstances and choices to wrestle with and favor, as you saw fit. I understood this was your task, your journey to be fulfilled. You apprised me so.

So when you set out, I wished you well, standing on the threshold of Home, so to speak; to bid you farewell, knowing it would be some time before your return. I was sad as it were, given my part in all things. As your Father/Mother I had to let go, to let you go and discover for yourself life’s gentle mercies and life’s tragic prose. You chose, you selected, you undertook your tasks and did them well. I am proud.

This I can say for certain. You are my chosen ones who I sent forth to gather the flock and bring my people home. No everyone can do this as many of you have now perceived. Not many are willing to undertake such a task. It was left to you.  The road of sacrifice may be soon forgotten, but that pain one acquired along the way lingers on and tempers the character growing within. Yes, you have suffered, but oh how you’ve grown, into that most magnificent of beings that you all are and are still becoming. You are my standing army, awaiting its next call.

It is here my friends, my brethren, for children you are no longer. I can see that now. In the fires of your darkness and difficulties now left behind, you have forged yourselves into a might army, fit for a Kind, of which I am. And I come to you now, my gentle giants, and ask that you behold the tender mercies of love all about you and underfoot. The world has need of your influence now. We have need of your hot pursuit. The flock is restless and the wolves, now desperate, are closing in. They must be stopped! They must be held at bay!

Can you see your tasks now my loved ones? Can you see your purpose ahead? Can you see that your cross has born you to a task that is of this particular kind? Your sufferings taught you many things about love, life and the pursuit of happiness. They teach you about who you are and what you have won. Your sorrows were for certain the part of your path well-intended to serve you in all the ways that a good school can prepare.

You teach history when you know about history. You teach love when that has been your greatest prize. You teach all of that which you know, as you have lived and gained its full measure. You teach what has been personal to you.

Jesus taught what was at hand. He lived what he taught and shared all he learned. He did this for love and for the betterment of his clan. They needed his lessons as do your friends today. They need to hear about that which is hard won in life’s emotional battlefield. These lessons are enduring because they have been lived to the core. This is how you make tempered steel my loved ones, you win it in the heat of one’s own life.

The time is here my fellow travelers, to share that which you know. The time is here to open up and let yourselves glow. You all have The Pulse vibrating within, tuned to my broadcast and received through your heart. Let it activate and have it show you where you can begin. And let the Great Creator be with you now and always. Know that you are blessed. Know that you are loved. And know that I am with you forever.

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