I, raised an atheist, am surprised to find that Jesus is one of spirit guides. He teaches so that I may learn, and gently pokes fun at my ego self. Here’s what he said the other day: his wisdom in my words.
Jesus’ message was not of pain, he didn’t feel pain.
Being entirely aligned with Light, Light was all he could experience.
So he hung there against the earth and sky
To show us that we were also Light,
That if he could be so fully present
In his god self
As to transcend that punishment,
Then so also could we.
It was a testament to the magic of the universe.
And some of us got it,
Prophets and seers were born—
There were those who listened and those
Whose ears were not yet formed.
And the sleepers heard but faintly
A distant truth.
They thought they heard this world was pain
And heaven the payment for it;
That suffering and sin defined us and set the price;
That compared to Jesus, we were lesser souls.
But those slumberous folks misheard.
And now, having lit
Two thousand candles on our collective birthday cake,
It’s time to try again.
To align ourselves with the true message
From that far time of Christ:
That we are love, and love alone,
With a fair sprinkling of magic
And any miracles that Jesus did
Are both our birthright
And our inheritance.