- You know, man, it's just incredible to me, I feel a
Joe Cocker song coming up:) its incredible to me how
blantantly obvious the spiritual world can be a part
of our lives when it really decides to up the ante.
My whole life since I was a teen, I used to say that I
came for Martin. I've always said this even before I
knew what it meant to say I came for Dr. King. Well, I
used to call him Dr. King and now I call him Martin:)
that's a little bit of a difference.
Last night I am trying for the life of me to get out
this welcome letter for the Anthroposophia study
group. I mean I am trying and trying and I can not get
back into Yahoo! or any other email site. I mean it
was just insane. To top that off I was watching Sophia
last night as her dad hooked up in the studio his
final pieces to these jewels he's been dropping.
I'm a little tight with this little lady as she is
just not your ordinary 3 year old by any means. And
she knows it. Maybe they all do I don't know but this
is no ordinary child. So, as I'm trying for the life
of me to get this letter out, to get back into Yahoo!
and then the anthroposophia site, she's painting all
over herself and then she starts picking up books from
my library as I am really about ready to throw this
computer through the window. I mean it was just
So, she's picking up my books and I realize at some
point she is acting as if she is reading Rudolf
Steiner's books. She is sitting on this huge painting
stool in my house asking me what each book is saying
when she turns the page. I don't have the presence of
mind to realize at the moment what this scene must
look like to our angels, to our destinies. At some
point as she asks more and more questions, I start
making up words. Just saying 'oh that's my teacher
Rudolf Steiner and his book on angels'. The next book
she picks up is the one with the Dornach building on
the front, the first one, and she says 'this is a
light building, see the light'. At this point her pop
calls and I just think 'what did she say'.
He laughs when I answer the phone as he is with this
child from the moment she gets up till the moment she
goes to sleep. She's not in any daycare and I just do
not know how this man does this every day and for six
years yet. Incredible.
Anyhow, after I drop them off and I listen to the two
final songs that make the 7 that are gonna get this
young cat some dough, I come home and see if I can do
it again with the Sophia study group. I can't. Can't
even get in. I'm not sure anyone else had this problem
but I am assuming it can not just have been me.
Although last night I was sure it was just me and I
was not surrendering. I went to bed at 2am. Unheard of
I open my eyes this morning and the clock says '5:46'
and I just moan when I notice the 6 flips to a 7. And
I realize and I say it as it occured to me at that
nano second 54 57. Well, those are the numbers I had
in a dream so many years ago that many times on list I
tried to figure out what the heck they were for. I had
woken up in a dream in teh beginning of my Steiner
studies one day saying 5457 to the click of some girls
heels walking down the hallway by my window.
And in that second I realize 'oh, wow, I'm gonna bet
the internet is going to work right now, today's
Martin's day. And damn if I do not open up Yahoo! and
it goes straight on and the first thing I see that
beautiful face of Martin. AND an article about some
missing papers. I have not read them but I have said
that I do believe he was killed for his stance on the
Vietnam war. He was killed one year to the exact date
of a speech he made questioning why we were in
Vietnam. It was an incredibly beautiful speech that
did not threaten anyone rather it just spoke so
elequently to the question of war, and that war in
So, it's just incredible to me how the world soul does
so work with us, our teachers and our angels just work
with us in such magnificant ways. I am called to
remember Harvey Bornfield in this moment. I am going
to ask Bradford if I can post his poem to him when we
found out he had crossed the threshold as I want to
honor that he and I used to hatch these plans to do
exactly what I am embarking on with a small group. I
want to put up a living Martin page of words and also
those of Harvey as well.
So here we are with Anthroposophia. Incredible to me.
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- --- In firstname.lastname@example.org, dottie zold
>I'm with you on that one baby! Absolutely no doubt!
> You know, man, it's just incredible to me, I feel a
> Joe Cocker song coming up:) its incredible to me how
> blantantly obvious the spiritual world can be a part
> of our lives when it really decides to up the ante.
Here is a little gift for you, and Mr. Lightsearcher. I suggest you
It may take a minuet to load, so be patient. Computers are soooooo
If this inspires you, don't appluad or say nice things, just throw
Much Love and stuff
- "I have the audacity to believe that people everywhere
can have three meals a day for their tired bodies,
education and culture for their spirits. I believe
that what self-centered men have torn down, men
other-centered can build up. I still believe that one
day mankind will bow before the altars of God and be
crowned triumphant over war and bloodshed, and
non-violent redemptive goodwill will proclaim the rule
of the land 'and the lion and the lamb shall lie down
together and every man shall sit under his own vine
and fig tree and none shall be afraid.' I still
believe that we shall overcome."
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Friends, you know there have been so many happenings
with this Eleazar/Miriam/Sophia family that I just
could not be making time to share them with you all.
But now that I just picked up a further piece of the
puzzle I feel to share this little piece.
Eleazar and myself are collaborating on a screen play
I wrote many years ago called A Christmas in the
Ghetto. And while doing this I found myself back at
the beach where I began writing screenplays 11 or so
years ago. Eleazar lives down that way and I made a
committment to pick him up if he made the committment
to write every day. And somehow it ends up we are at
the place I began my writings.
But a funny thing happened last week and it has to do
with that Swan I told you was on my head while riding
down the street last year or so. I have the picture of
it in my photo files for those that don't know what I
am talking about.
We head down to the coffee shop and he always picks
the same table outside. I go inside and when I come
out I see he is at a different table. And I thought
'well that's interesting' as the table we usually sit
at is open and nobody is outside but us. It's night
I see him make this face as if he is seeing something
above and behind me. I don't turn around because I
thought 'unhuh, he's not gonna catch me being a fool'.
And a little bit later he says 'what's that swan doing
sitting in that tree'? And I say 'man, I ain't looking
behind me, unhun'. And he says 'I'm telling you dottie
there is a damn swan in that tree'. And I say 'man, I
aint looking'. And he says 'okay, if you don't want to
see that swan sitting up in that there tree I'm fine
with that'. So I put my pouty face on and turn around.
There is a swan in the tree about 30 feet up in the
air if not more. And I thought 'oh, that's a plastic
one' and then the neck moved.
So, he says 'I told you, there was a swan sitting
right over top of your head'. From his vantage point
the swan was over my head. And so I look at this swan
and I just am like 'man, I just don't know what to say
to this'. But I realize that there is a connection to
my path as I've been feeling at a crossroads of sorts
these last few weeks.
And so we start talking and he says 'do you want to
know how that swan got up in that tree'? And I was
thinking to myself that the swan wasn't really in the
tree it was actually sitting on the ledge of this 50
foot or so condominium building. And so I say 'it
probably got up on the ledge of that building somehow
but it looks like its in the tree'. He says 'girl,
what's wrong with you, take a look again, ain't no
building that close to the tree'. And I look and
realize that he's right: the building is not even
close although from my vantage point it looks so.
So I say 'I am sure that swan was not just put there
Eleazar. I am sure it flew up. And he just smiled and
shook his head. And I said, 'man I am telling you
nobody put that damn swan there, it flew up to the
tree either from the left or right'. And he smiled
again. And in that moment I remembered watching him
look at something over my head and behind me with his
eyes all squished up trying to see a thing. And I
looked at him and he said 'I was looking past you when
all of a sudden I saw something funny happening in the
air, like all sparkles of light or something. And then
the swan appeared and then flew up into the tree'.
Now, now, really I can't attest to that in any case. I
can consider that a possibility as I am sitting with a
very interesting young man who came to me with a
Miriam and a Sophia.
And then, right after he says he turns to the empty
table behind him and says 'and what's that mean for
you'? It's a table tent with a number on it for some
food pickup or something. And I look at the number and
I think to myself that Rudolf Steiner died at 64. I
think it was 65 but the way I look at it, we are an
age only after we finish the whole year out. So
technically in my terms he was 64. And I say to him
right quick 'man we are Rudolf Steiner's students and
you need to hear me'. And he just smiles. And then he
says 'and what about 68, whose 68'? And I found all
kinds of different concoctions for 86 but nothing for
Well, looking at the year of Martin's death today, and
the fact that last night I found myself with Eleazar
up at the place that I would go to every year to honor
his sacrifice, I realize we were feeling Martin.
Eleazar didn't want to go home after recording. He
said 'lets roll on up to the beach'. So we roll on up
to the beach where we've been a few times having some
conversation when he says 'no keep on going up that
hill there'. And I go up a little bit and I turn
around. And he says 'no, keep on going up there, I
want to see those lights at the end of that tunnel
there'. So I do a uturn and head up the mountain. And
it's like he's seeing where he is going to live or
something. He's checking the space out and its like 11
pm or something. And we come across the place where I
would go and sit and contemplate my love of Martin and
need to be like him, on April 4th every year except
for the last few.
It didn't occur to me until this morning when getting
up from my coffee what had taken place. I mean we were
taken back to Martin's place the day before his
sacrifice. And I just am thinking to myself that this
is so unbelievable to me. It's just incredible
watching this world song play out. I mean how blatant.
Dennis Klocek says that the new community with
Anthroposophia also includes those that have crossed
the threshold. And I can say without a shadow of a
doubt that Martin is connected to our teacher and the
ongoing teachers of Wisdom and Harmony. I mean we can
say that but for me to be brought to the mountain in
this way is just absolutely clarifying. Martin is a
part of those that work with our teachers in the
And another thing while I'm at it. I had a clear clear
understanding that I am connected to Betsy Ross and
the George Washington moment when Count Saint Germain
walked into the room and conversed with them. Whether
that was me being in the spiritual worlds or down here
on earth I do not know at the moment, but I am
connected. And in fact it calls me to think that we
are all in a way. I mean this country was founded on
Freedom. It was for this that America came to be. And
in that it is our legacy as spiritual beings to be
connected with the Declaration of Independence. It
goes without saying. And to me this is where I also
find Dennis Klocek and also Dr. Virginia Sease.
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- --- In email@example.com, "Mike helsher" wrote:
> I'm with you on that one baby! Absolutely no doubt!Isn't it funny how a pebble tossed into a pond can create a ripple
> Here is a little gift for you, and Mr. Lightsearcher. I suggest you
> listen carefully.
> It may take a minuet to load, so be patient. Computers are soooooo
> If this inspires you, don't appluad or say nice things, just throw
> Much Love and stuff
effect, and we might never know just how much that "effect" has made
a difference. When I went to listen to this song, I thought about how
inspired I have been by Dottie, too, and was really glad to see her
honored in this way at your website. Thanks, Mike! I just signed your
guestbook, by the way.
Cheers & love,
- Ohh jeez guys! I mean what the heck! is going on here:) that was so
funny because I didn't really read this and when I saw 'honoring
dottie' I thought 'hhhhhmmmmm, I think I'll have to check that out:)
nothing that won't soothe a little sentient soul feathers every once
in a while!
And man, look at the spelling in the subject line. Got a few of them
on my little letter I just sent out as well. At least now I can begin
to really realize damn! I am not allowed to allow that to happen!
Mike, that's Joe isn't it! That's too funny.
Over and way out of here!
p.s. somebody please send your editing angel my way.
- --- In firstname.lastname@example.org, "dottie zold"
> Ohh jeez guys! I mean what the heck! is going on here:) that was so
> funny because I didn't really read this and when I saw 'honoring
> dottie' I thought 'hhhhhmmmmm, I think I'll have to check that
> nothing that won't soothe a little sentient soul feathers everyonce
> in a while!them
> And man, look at the spelling in the subject line. Got a few of
> on my little letter I just sent out as well. At least now I canbegin
> to really realize damn! I am not allowed to allow that to happen!Yup!
> Mike, that's Joe isn't it! That's too funny.
>Oh com-on! we say and do nice things for you and you just bolt on
> Over and way out of here!
outa here! "see ya" "yawhateva" "astalavista"!
well, all I can say to that is:
ps. my spelling anlge has permanant etheric damage.