Oct 20
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In The Beginning (19)
NINE
Being around Jeff and Roberta had the same effect on me that being with Darlene and Jack Adams had back in Jacksonville. Loving and humble yet supremely confident; I felt so grateful just to be with them.
I heard, “Because I AM in and with all of you, what shall be accomplished this very night is that the five of you will sense this as a beginning of the UNITY and I AM presence and power through whom many will walk away from their chains of religious and anti-religious thinking.
“My presence will be felt tonight and the book you are about to write will reflect this. This is the continuation of what I began in you so many years ago and now the five of you coming together in a sense of ONENESS and UNITY in ME will expand to an awareness of I AM presence and power in togetherness among millions which has not been seen on the face of the earth since the great scattering.”
[Note to Readers about the reference to ‘the great scattering,’ “So the Lord scattered them abroad from there over the face of all the earth, and they ceased building the city. Therefore its name is called Babel, because there the Lord confused the language of all the earth; and from there the Lord scattered them abroad over the face of all the earth.” Gen. 11: 8, 9 – Some Hebrew scholars estimate this event occurred between 14,000 and 16,000 years ago.]
Am I supposed to share these things? I asked silently and knew that Spirit would confirm it somehow without my having to say or do anything and that Spirit would also release me to share what was in Brad’s e-mail when the timing was perfect.
After we had finished eating our lunch, made delightful by the feeling of being bathed in the presence and power of SPIRIT along with the spectacular view of Kaneohe Bay from the patio; Jeff disappeared into the office they maintained in their home, to make some calls. They had explained during lunch that they also had office space within the large warehouse they leased near one of the major steamship piers at Honolulu Harbor, to handle the storage of imports that were unloaded from large ocean-going containers for transshipping to the “Mainland” (the word everyone in Hawaii seemed to use to reference the forty-eight contiguous states three thousand miles to the east).
Jeff’s father and younger brother Paul had been employed several years earlier and basically managed the warehousing facility and the continual shipping and receiving work that went on there. This included a traditional catalogue mail-order business as well as a growing segment of orders coming from their website. While both Jeff and Roberta were the principal officers of their corporation and had private offices there, they both made separate and frequent appearances at Honolulu Harbor; they also did a lot of their daily work at their separate desks in the rather large office in their home.
They had also told me that the nuts and bolts details of the business were delegated to people “down at the warehouse” and that Roberta had the oversight of the accounting and legal aspects of the business and Jeff’s responsibility was sales and marketing.
Rob (I discovered that everyone called her that and she, in fact, preferred it) and I fell into a sisterly camaraderie that I had never felt with anyone before. We, together, prepared the array of cold cuts and salads of which our meal this evening would be comprised, and simply understood that something “big” was about to happen without having to voice it.
We also enjoyed the anticipation of wondering how my surprise presence there might play out with Jan and Walt tonight. Walt, particularly, had been using the Leapfrog Manuscript to introduce others to the “I AM understanding.” There were perhaps two hundred and fifty people scattered throughout the islands who had been introduced via my interview of Brad; they were now regular readers of the website www.spiritualhealingsource.com which featured his writings, but no formal connection or organization of any kind, nor had there been any known gathering.
The one thing in common, Rob told me, was that all were former church-goers who had the leapfrog experience of going beyond any kind of religious expression to a direct connection with the SOURCE and had simply come to a realization that they were not to follow any human leadership. “Many of us feel the need to stay in contact, but not to have any meetings or acquire a building or anything like that,” she explained.
Was that supposed to change, I asked. The words formed in my consciousness, “Don’t get ahead of me.” Then I saw it, just as our SPIRIT-PARENT had arranged everything perfectly with the original manuscript and the preparation for acquiring the building in Jacksonville and the forming of the original core group of 12 living communally near Ponte Verde, Florida in what had been Brad’s personal residence… how everything had been so perfectly arranged to usher in this next phase. We needed to be shielded from our own human tendencies to make a human organization.
Spirit was going to formulate something that no man, woman or group of human egos could infiltrate, just as he had in Jacksonville; except that this phase would spread rapidly around the world and be embraced by people across the entire spectrum of humanity without regard to cultural, ethnic, racial and religious background or distinction.
Rob and I finished setting the table in the spacious dining room which had such a perfectly casual atmosphere, large squares of plain white tile making up the floor provided a reflected light that made the area have an almost diaphanous quality. We sat down together in the large area that seemed to flow seamlessly into a continuation of the dining area, but it felt comfortable to be in it and there was ample seating for thirty to fifty people, yet I didn’t feel lost in empty space, it had such a cozy closeness in spite of the spaciousness.
I tried to articulate to Rob what Spirit had just revealed to me about not getting ahead of where things were supposed to be and that the ordination of things would be handled without any human intervention or leadership to it.
Rob not only understood, but said things that were obviously coming to her from “beyond” and again the feeling of connection with her was so strong that I had to express it: “Rob, we are closer than sisters” …I faltered as I couldn’t quite put it into words.
“I know exactly what you are saying Jeanne; and it is inexpressible …ah, we are ONE! What we have is UNITY in and with SPIRIT.”
About then, Jeff came and sat in a chair near Rob “…you two look as though you are surrounded in a …I can’t quite put it into words, you look almost surreal. What is going on?” He asked this with a peaceful yet somewhat bewildered look on his face.
Without waiting for an answer, Jeff continued “…I just had the strangest feeling come over me and knew I was to quit fussing around in the office and join you – I had just heard the words ‘we are ONE’ and wanted to share with you two that there is a UNITY that is somehow going to spill over into our time with Jan and Walt tonight. This will be something that will spread far beyond what we can think or say and SPIRIT will control it and no man or woman will even want to assume any leadership over it. Does that make sense to you guys?”
“Perfectly,” Rob said and I just nodded in amazement as we shared the similarity to what we had just been getting.
“Oh my …Jeff you remember what started our conversation on the plane …I blurted out some words of amazement because I heard Spirit talking to me in an audible voice and you thought I had spoken to you and I apologized, remember?”
“Of course I do, why?”
“It just happened again. I’m supposed to say those crazy words that came to me farther along in our conversation, on the plane – “It is ordained.”
“What is coming to me,” Jeff interjected, “and so clearly right now, is that our getting together with Jan and Walt tonight is part of that UNITY and ONENESS …and it is only the beginning that will have its inaugural right around the dining table – now there’s a word you’ve never heard me use before, Rob, ‘inaugural,’ correct?”
I couldn’t restrain myself, using that false, deep tone I had mustered up before, “It is ordained.”
We all laughed again, and Rob said, “You know that is funny, but it is also true; we are being shown something that has been totally arranged by the SOURCE of everything and I’ll just bet that Jan and Walt are already on the same page.”
Just then they arrived, walking right in the front door. Walt immediately said, “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you had company,” looking at me meaningfully, he said “we always walk into each other’s homes as if we owned them; we’re not usually this rude.” He swallowed and stammered, “Uh, this is Jan, my wife and partner,” he thrust his hand toward me, “my name’s Walt.”
“Talk about rude, dear,” Jan said, easily, don’t you think you could have waited for Jeff and Rob to do the introductions?”
I stood and took his offered hand and said, “I’m Jeanne Stockwell,” while we were all laughing at Jan’s mock sternness.
“Oh, I’m afraid I’m going to be rude also, Jeanne, you are so tall!” Looking up at me she acted as if she was going to lose her balance. “You are such a beautiful woman and you carry yourself so elegantly, but so tall! I’m so sorry, that is so insensitive of me, but I’m a shorty just like Rob …I mean” …she stammered, looking thoroughly embarrassed, “you are so really good looking and…”
“Oh sit down and shut up, Jan,” Rob interrupted lovingly, with that engaging and dazzling smile, “You’re making us all uncomfortable with your embarrassment.”
“And,” I interjected, “with such a compliment, you have no need to feel rude or embarrassed, I’m quite flattered, thank you.”
“What do you say I drag out a bottle of chardonnay I got just for the occasion?” Jeff said inquiringly.
Rob said, “Are you okay with that, Jeanne.”
“Of course, I’d really love a glass of chardonnay!” and meant it.
“Well Jeanne, who are you and what brings you here?” Walt asked, as he selected a large, comfortable looking, well cushioned wicker chair, “Jan and I had agreed to share some things, with Jeff and Rob on the way over, but knowing these two I am sure you are here for some divinely appointed purpose – actually what we have to share are some rather crazy things that came to us on the drive over, but that can wait.”
“Perhaps it shouldn’t wait,” Jeff said as he paused in mid-step, as he was headed toward the kitchen to get the wine …what you were getting wouldn’t have anything to do with the words UNITY or ONENESS would it?”
“Oh, ho,” Walt reacted, “I see you’ve had something going on here as well, you must be in on this too, Jeanne, right?”
“I can’t wait any longer,” Rob said, “we wanted to play a little trick on you, but maybe it is time to ask you if Jeanne’s last name means anything to you …Stockwell.”
They both looked perplexed; Jan with her lips pursed and her head slightly cocked to the side, obviously trying to place my name.
“Oh goody,” Rob cried out with an impish grin, “we’re still able to play ‘gotcha’ …almost three years ago you and Walt changed our lives with that interview paper of Brad Cullen you sent us.”
“Yeah,” Walt said – more of a question than a statement and still looking perplexed “…and Jeanne Stockwell still doesn’t ring a bell.” Jan and Walt looked more thoughtful than ever, my name still not registering anything.
“Oh this is just as much fun as we thought it would be,” Rob said, “Hurry up with the wine, Sweetie,” she yelled in the direction of the kitchen, “and I’ll get the glasses. You and Jeanne need to tell the story.” She turned back to Walt and Jan, “Jeanne and Jeff just met yesterday on the plane coming back from the Mainland.”
“Really,” the word came out of their mouths at the same instant, Jan’s head jerked backwards and Walt eyes narrowed.
Jeff and I kind of tag-teamed with a joint and excited narrative about what began on the plane, to the open-mouthed astonishment of Jan and Walt, as the whole story unfolded …including Rob saying how she had called me a “giant” and telling Jan she shouldn’t feel so bad over her remarks about my being tall …and the three of us finished with telling them about our plot to surprise them and our conversation just before they arrived about the words we had each “gotten” individually, apparently at the same time that they had …UNITY and ONENESS.”
“My, my,” Walt said, musingly, sipping his wine, looking studious with his rather thick rimless glasses and fringe of black hair around his rather wide bald spot. He was quite thin and not all that much taller than Jan and Rob (Jeff is just a bit taller than I). Walt continued, “Did the three of you also get that something was going to begin tonight, that Spirit was going to take us to a whole new level, I think that is how Jan and I were sensing it in the car.”
“Sounds to me like we’re all in accord and waiting for some leading, doesn’t it,” I said. We all sat there sipping our wine, lost in our individual thoughts for several minutes.