Ultimate Fulfillment 90

by Christopher Lovejoy on December 26, 2015

In what follows, I offer a taste of what it means to me to realize ultimacy at the Source of Being a Creator. The following narrative picks up where I left off in my most recent post:

My escorts take me through a gateway into infinity, leaving me alone in a boundless field of potential.

In one moment, my field of vision is pure white – void of sensation, perception, emotion – and in the next moment, there appears a vast field of golden grasses rustling and swaying under a gentle breeze. I realize in this moment that I can ordain my reality at the speed of thought, as I desire. Imagine, too, a clear sky that is uniformly orange, not too light and not too dark – pale and ever so subtle.

I stand in the midst of this endlessly captivating scene, allowing this uniformity of sight and sound to glide over me like the caress of a lover intent on having me find my peace in that eternal and timeless moment that would have Creator and Creation be as One forevermore.

I stand tall in my creative presence, promise, and power, knowing enough to remain calm at the core of my being, to enter a space where no expectations can sprout, in a space where the seeds of intention appear, content to know that I have taken my first step into eighth density.

If you have followed me this far, dear reader, then you will know, at least instinctively, that creative manifestation in the turgidity of third density is one thing; creative ordination in the fluidity of eighth density is yet another. What would you have me do if you were in my place?

I choose to wait, to welcome appearances not my own, allowing myself to enjoy the peace and the blessing of my own desire.

I cannot, however, in this timeless realm, tell you how long it took for me to spot someone walking toward me from a distance. True, such a someone could have appeared before me in an instant, but I suspect that this someone already knows of my experience in third density and therefore has the decorum to establish a mutually satisfying introduction with grace and ease, and I am grateful for this accommodation.

A child approaches me, a young boy who appears no more than five years of age, extending his small hand in friendship, his large, moist eyes appearing wise beyond his years, with the trace of a smile that invites a mutual consideration of differences in both thought and feeling.

I clasp his hand gently, fully intent on sharing one of my standard greetings – “hello, I’m pleased to meet you” – but instead, receive a torrent of images in the flash of an instant, getting to know everything there is to know about this remarkable being. Here, there can be no secrets.

The same is true for him; he regards me with pure equanimity, as if to indicate that he already knows everything there is to know about me, allowing us to forgo any small talk.

We regard each other in timeless wonder, embedded inside a mutual gaze that awaits the next fresh moment to appear in spite of ourselves; I know enough not to speak too soon in this unhurried realm, and even though a child appears before me, I know enough to treat this being with the utmost respect.

The magical child speaks plainly, matter-of-factly: “You can have anything you wish here.”

I pause to allow his words to sink into the depths of my being, knowing that what he has to say is profound beyond words. “I cannot and will not forget who I am,” I respond simply.

“What you seek has never been attempted through all the cycles of time in your world.”

This statement is even more profound and I nod thoughtfully, pausing again before speaking. “I know.”

“You risk the loss of everything, including your Spirit.”

I remain a silent witness to the sheer gravity of this admonition, absorbing the full import of the truth he speaks. “I have everything to lose, and yet …” – I pause for emphasis – “I have everything to gain.”

He tilts his head slightly with the expectation that I continue speaking.

I continue thus: “I have everything to gain by making this attempt to expose the nature and depths of evil and suffering to their very core. I am profoundly moved to assume this challenge, if for no other reason than to make peace with myself, knowing that I made a sincere attempt.”

“I had to hear you speak with conviction before I could proceed. With your permission, I will change this scene into one more suitable, to help you prepare for your dark, dangerous undertaking.”

I bow slightly, smiling at the appropriateness of his use of the word undertaking.

“I am pleased to have you proceed as you wish.”

Note: my evolving outline on the ultimate in personal fulfillment can now be found here, accessible from the nav menu under “Be Here Now”. I’ll be sure to inform readers of any updates.

Next: Ultimate Fulfillment 91

Note: this ever growing perspective began here: Ultimate Perspective

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