SHE is Divine Light

SHE is Divine Light

A Story by STurner
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SHE is Divine Universal Light.

 

Trust the Message, not the messenger.

 

For those that know me, I am a worldly man. I am the vessel. If I am granted such an experience, then there are no sinners.

 

The Message:

            The light is brighter than I’ve ever witnessed (make the sun four times as big and twice as close). It surrounds me – burns me inside – deep inside myself. I cannot fight it. I know instinctively that I don’t want too. I remember now. A child I know said it was Michael. Michael is light and the light is with him.

 

I hear the words. I sing them. Yes, my heart is full of joy. The words; they come from the heart.

 

Shanti-na, shanti-na, shanti-na, shanti

 

The light dims. She is there. I see her. I know her. She is Goddess. She is Mary, Blessed Virgin.

I offer a mantra…

“Hail Mary, full of grace, the lord is with thee, blessed art thou among women and blessed is thy fruit, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for this sinner, now and at the hour of my death.”

By the third round, I am crying… the joy is overwhelming.

I end with a fourth round like the other three, the mantra complete.

 

Then Mary changes, oh yes. She appears to be holding a White Buffalo Calf in her arms. She places it before her and it grows into a full grown Buffalo. (She appears and I burst into tears, again). The Buffalo turns sunwise and by the end of the turn, she has transformed and now she is White Buffalo Calf Woman, bringer of the sacred pipe. Then together, Mary and White Buffalo Calf Woman appear side by side and merge as one. They are one for it is right and natural for them to be this way.

 

And the light brightens and then dims and I am alone. I am as I am now, full grown. I look to my left, reach down and take the hand of the child in armor. St. Joan of Arc, I think. But no, for the child is me (at twelve, I first dedicated my life to the Goddess Mary). We merge and become one.

 

SHE is Divine Universal Light.

 

I hear her. She tells me to write of this to others everywhere. I am worried that I am not worthy of so great a task. She says “Tell them to trust the message, not the messenger.” So I tell you now; I am an instrument of SHE who is divine universal light.

 

 

Tell them she says:

 

Turn into the light and simply ask.

Ask to be re-united in the light with your inner child.

Do in the name of Divine Universal Light.

Trust that it is done. And so it will be.

 

Share this message with others and more messages will come. Many are called but few are chosen. Many will hear but some will turn away.

 

Do you believe? Don’t trust in me. Trust in the message. Make your prayer, be healed and whole again. I firmly believe that I am an instrument of the Great Lady. I was asked to deliver this message not for who I am, but who I am not. I am not a holy man. I am not a celebrity. I’m an every day Joe, trying to make my way through life, the best that I can. I trust in faith that this message will reach the hearts of those for whom it is intended. I believe in us.

 

WE are sacred family.

 

© 2008 STurner


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STurner
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I have been writing for 41 years in all sorts of venues. I write poetry, essays, erotica, fantasy, metaphysical and spiritual writings. more..

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