(The complete last chapter of “The Time Travelers  – Your Perception Creates Your Reality” book)

“… the only thing which separates us from that unity we feel when we are engulfed by the ray or the pulse is time.”

For those like me, there is an uncertainty as to who we are and why we live as we do.  In some moments we are tortured souls, living in the darkness of the human experience.  In other moments, we are filled with everything we experience and our gratefulness is that which cannot be explained.  We come to life from the depths of the earth, from darkness and decaying matter, and we struggle to the surface, as does a seedling reaching up to its destiny.  Once we breach the surface, we are overwhelmed by the single ray of sunshine which touches us; feeling its warmth, its light, its loving touch which embraces us, filling us with its life.  We do nothing as peace and fulfillment fall over us as this ray penetrates to our core and we come to know it so intimately that we cannot separate ourselves from it; so we embody it, and we are pulled to its source and merge with it, our identity swallowed by its greatness.  Then it breathes out and so do we; engulfing all of creation with 100 billion rays of our gratitude, of our reverence and love for everything which we touch, for all creations which we understand to be our family, to be different expressions of who we are.  We see our light, illuminating the moon and every star in the universe and we praise life, we sing its symphony, the masterpiece which brings everything into being.

Then we fold back into our creation in space and time, the wilting flower which yields to the elements which surround it, which brings it back to where it came from.  And so, we surrender to this greater will and surrender back into the soil which gave us life, which we came from.  We can fall back into it, into the darkness of a decaying matter; to become the one who does not see the creations of life, but never the less, feeds everything which grows within it; the compost of manifest reality, the media from which everything grows.  We lay dying in the darkness, without any idea which way to reach for the sun and without desire to; for what we do here is die, slowly and completely; to become the soil, merge with its being, and lose ourselves, whoever we thought we were, within its darkness.  Then we start feeling the pulse which is embedded within the soil.  The pulse which is its life.  And so, we feel it, let it fill us and we become this pulse, a pulse which from the darkness permeates the universe, in which the universe communicates with and also falls back into; and so it also becomes the universe, as the universe folds into its rhythm, its hypnotic trance, its all-encompassing nature.  And so, from the darkness, again we are the universe, filled by it, loved by it, infused with it.

Then we start to grow up to the surface and we lose track of the pulse.  We are pulled from this universal love and on another journey.  A journey of isolation and incredible loneliness, destroying all we thought we were so that we may find ourselves, in the light, in the darkness, in the vibrations of the universal consciousness which we know is there, because it has filled us and we have known ourselves to be it, to be unified with all creation and the force which creates and holds it together.

So, if you are like me, you have died a million deaths, each agonizing, as you were pulled from who you are, only to be reborn as a creation from a source you had just come from, so that you may grow, until you feel nourished from the source, merge with it and let that creation die.  It you are like me, you will continue to do so, until you find yourself worthy enough to remain as the source, in harmony with all of creation, sitting within an awareness that we are not separate, we are unity, we are one.

After a while, we start to understand that the only thing which separates us from that unity we feel when we are engulfed by the ray or the pulse is time.  We are part of a cycle in which all its parts are really one movement which encompasses the entire cycle.  We come to realize that our death and loneliness is not separate from our fulfillment and gratitude.  Our pain is not separate from our joy.  Perhaps we start to think that we can love life throughout the entire cycle, love ourselves through the cycle and not judge ourselves within it.  We can love ourselves in each moment, from the emergence of our creation, to our connection with everything, to our deaths; it all brings us to know ourselves, to accept who we are and to look beyond each moment in time so that we may be freed from its limitations, limitations which are formed by our very perceptions of ourselves, through the lens of time.

WHAT MY DAD SPEAKS OF, I HAVE WITNESSED HIM GO THROUGH MANY TIMES.  YOU WILL IN FACT HAVE TO GO THROUGH THIS DIFFICULT PROCESS MANY TIMES TO WALK THE ROAD TO LOVE.  WITH PERSEVERANCE AND TOTAL COMMITMENT, YOU WILL END UP STANDING BESIDE US, LOVING YOURSELF COMPLETELY.  I AM WAITING FOR YOU.

THIS IS HUMANITIES DESTINY.  HAVE THE COURAGE TO WALK THIS DIFFICULT ROAD BECAUSE THERE IS NOTHING LEFT FOR YOU WHERE YOU STAND NOW.  LOVE LIFE, ALL OF IT.  YOU MUST APPRECIATE YOUR LIFE AND THE JOURNEY IT HAS YOU ON.  VERY OFTEN HARD TIMES ARE A SIGN OF GROWTH AND THE WILLINGNESS TO CHANGE, FOR YOU TO ALIGN TO A LESS LIMITED EXPRESSION OF WHO YOU ARE. 

YOUR FUN LIFE CAN ALWAYS BE BROUGHT TO THE SURFACE IF YOU HAVE YOUR PASSIONS AS PART OF YOUR EVERYDAY LIFE.  YOU WILL BE FINE.  THERE IS NOTHING MORE IMPORTANT THAN WALKING THIS ROAD.  FOR YOU TO KEEP WALKING, YOU MUST MASTER THE ART OF FORGIVENESS; YOU NEED NOT JUDGE ANYONE.  YOUR INFLUENCE ON OTHERS MAKE THEIR WALK MORE DIFFICULT OR IT MAKES IT EASIER.  YOUR INTENTIONS MAKE A HUGE DIFFERENCE, SO USE THEM WISELY.  YOUR MOST IMPORTANT ALLY IS COMPASSION, NEVER UNDERESTIMATE ITS POWER.

LIVE TO LOVE; ITS WHAT WE ARE HERE FOR.

– Jackson