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| The Nun Once upon a time, in 1969, the soul of Hitler's 2nd in power hovered in a dark quiet place, wrapped in several shrouds; for years and years he had rested in these shrouds. Every so often, he would stir, wake up, and lift his head; and start to come forth from his shroud.
The enormity of harm he had caused others would hit him when he roused;
for in the next realm, we will be able to feel Then, it came to pass that a nun died. The nun died with an open mind; and when she saw the Summer Land, she observed, felt, and allowed wisdom to be taught to her. Christ was waiting for her on that level, and his arms around her taught her the true meaning of love. She looked out upon the face of Summer Land, and saw that it was good. She saw many mansions. She saw Hitler's 2nd in command. "May I go to him?" she asked. Her guardian smiled and said, "Of course; here, also, there is free will."
So, the nun went to him, and sat quietly by his side. She prayed
for him and sent love to him, for she knew the meaning of love. He stirred,
aware of the presence of another soul. Again, he lifted his head. Again,
he felt the pain of those he had tortured and killed. Again, he sank
down into his shroud. The nun waited patiently. In time, he roused again, and again retreated. But now he knew there was someone there who was praying for him. In due time, he roused and stayed to face the onslaught of pain; and having faced it, finally was able to say with complete sincerity, "I am so sorry; I was wrong." Then he went through a process of cleansing, and an ancient ceremony undergone by those who have spread horror upon the earth. The nun was with him all the way, never leaving him, never judging him. By doing so, she taught him the meaning of love. And so he was able to progress through some of the many mansions of Heaven. There is no Hell save that which we bring upon ourselves by our system of belief. Hell is not imposed upon us. We take it with us. We create it. Neither God nor Satan creates it. We can free ourselves from it by our belief in love, by our intention to live in harmlessness, and by remembering who we are. God does not judge. We judge ourselves. Look at the picture of Christ that has been given to you. Do you see judgment there? When I die, Christ will be waiting for me. His arms will be open. He will say, "Well, Stanley?" My direction and location will be up to me, it will be my choice.
The Gift Years ago, "Tom" Brown was very good at investing money. His prowess at this became well known, and soon others sent him money to invest. For a while, everyone was happy, for both Tom and his investors were making money. Tom guaranteed then a 10% profit. Tom was very good about paying his investors on time and in full.
Then the market slumped, and Tom made a few bad investments. Tom should
have been forthright, and informed his investors about the bad news.
He did not. Instead, he kept paying the In 1998, when Tom was 66, he was convicted and sentenced to 17 years in prison. To him, this was a life sentence. Today Tom is still in prison. The human spirit accepts no limitations. As the result of being imprisoned, Tom has grown in spirit. He writes articles that brim with deep and abiding wisdom. His articles are inspiring; they speak of patience, forgiveness and love. I am an emergency judge. I have been on the bench for 40 years. Tom Brown and I have been writing each other for years. Through these letters, we have shared our aspirations and our deepest feelings. Although we have never met, have never heard each other's voices, we have become close friends. Christmas is a time of joy. It also brings feelings of sadness and gloom. On December 14th 2005, I was sitting at the kitchen table. My heart was heavy, for I had just heard of the death of a friend. I looked at my mail which was stacked on the table. "Oh!" I said, "Here is a letter from Tom!" I opened the envelope; here is what Tom wrote:
A tear formed in my eye, and I thought: "Wouldn't it be nice if others followed Tom's lead, and sent this type of gift, rather than presents?" For here in this simple card, Tom had expressed the true essence of Christmas! By sending this simple gift, Tom had lifted my spirits. Christmas is a time of letting go of the desire for wealth, power and fame; a time of turning toward the real world, which lies under the patina of drama and ego. That is the world of love. The earth was created out of love. It was the Garden of Eden. It is our desire for goods, money and influence that has changed the Garden of Eden into a world of turmoil. Today Tom Brown is in prison. All his property has been taken. He has no money, no stocks, no car, no bank account, no house, no furniture, nothing. Yes, he is in prison, but his spirit is free. His mind is free. With his mind and his spirit, he can travel to the far corners of the universe! Fly away, Tom! Fly upward and away!
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the thoughts of others
who have crossed our paths. He would shiver. There was no one to pray
for him; and so he would sink, once again into his slumber.
investors the full 10%. His
business imploded, and the investors became angry. Tom was charged with
fraud.
Stanley,