In good Socratean style, I begin today's journey with a question.

Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date - 9/23/05

Do you seek the secret?  Does your heart yearn for the answer?  Listen - It is written on the scroll of the wind  -  heard in the silence between your words. . .and thoughts.  Touch it if you can.  You will know. . . . .you will KNOW!

As always you Knew. . . . .

You just forgot how to do it!

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Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date - 7/4/06

What a blessed day.  Here it is 5:15 (P.M.) - and I am sitting in my sleep shirt, no make-up, hair not "fussed with" - "Just as the Good Lord made me" as my Mama used to say.

God and I have been looking through a "Pyramid" Catalog.  We mentally bought a few items  (temptation visualized), then laughed at the realization that before long I'd be wondering why I purchased more clutter.  (As if I wasn't "swallowed up" in clutter now.)  The goal is to de-clutter my life:  physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

How simple God's world can be.  Simple pleasures, sweet enjoyment of life.  (And a few creature comforts: air-conditioning, microwaves, and coffee with real cream and real sugar.)

A "down" day - which is really an "up" day.  Depends on one's point of view, I guess.

Ooops.  Just saw a note/quote:  'Let Your Life Speak"  by George Fox (1624-1691), founder of The Society of Friends.  It was on the importance of teaching by example.

I will repent by composing a masterful poem:

            Carolyn Crane is a lazy old SLUG;

            She sits on her bed and cradles her mug.

            But her spirit takes flight on gossamer wings,

            New views, new tunes her soul now sings.

            Balance:  a little bit of Earth - a "whallop" of Heaven.  :o)

After all - Electricity can be a "shocking" blessing!

S.L.U.G. = Spiritual Love Unleashes God

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Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date July 7, '06

When More Is More

A special day with God.  I slept (like a log), awoke at 9.  Had my morning coffee (with God, of course). . .read a bit in a little book. . .Fascinating Facts About The Bible.  (Most of them I had once learned)  Then I drifted off to sleep again in the  "arms of Morpheus.

A busy day ahead yet.  Computer work, shower, shampoo and the niceties that help me be more presentable in this physical world.

Sometimes it still seems odd, and I have to be very deliberate in the doing of physical things.  (The price to pay for physicality.)  I remind myself that souls on the "other side" clamor to be back in the body.  I think we in the physical sometimes clamor to be "home" once again. (Though I don't think we are too happy about the means of transportation.)

Why am I here?  A question I have often debated.  In my position as a Unity minister, this body is in an influential position to help shed Light, no matter how small that influence stretches.  No matter how few the seekers.

All is in Divine Order - in Divine Time - by Divine Will.

When one enters the inner room of the "Crystal Palace" (Theresa of Avila) it tends to be

seductively sweet and one doesn't want to leave. 

But leave I must.  Time to be busy about my Heavenly Father/Mother's busy-ness.

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Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date July 8, '06

Song:  "Sing Alleluia to the Lord"

A Jesuit Priest told me that the word "alleluia" meant "praise be to Allah."  When I used that once in church, someone got upset.

Foolish.  Why is it so hard to understand the concept of One God, many names?

It is a beautiful, soul-stirring piece of music.  I feel God in music - some melodies more than others.  But then, I'm sure there are some that respond well to those others.

God is so gracious.  S/He gives a little something for everyone.  Even those who feel they need the jangled noise they call music.

To me, not the highest vibration of God energy, but God allows us to experience at many levels.  If it appears we go backward at times, perhaps we need to strengthen weak spots in our awareness.

When we "awaken" a little more, we'll see that some vibrations not only do not lift us to "glory," but are actually detrimental to spiritual ascendency.  They keep us earth-bound - stirring lesser emotions, promoting lower thoughts and baser passions.

Interesting how it always comes back to the gift of free will and individual choice.  God - what a gift!  What a responsibility!  Sometimes, what a burden!

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Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date - July 9, '06

The Answer

God's Love for me - or my Love for God?

Elementary, my dear Watson:  One and the same.

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Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date - July 10, '06

My Purpose    

Searching for the elusive star that is not in location.  It is in vibration.  It is in Knowing.  It is in Sharing.

Some years ago, while in meditation, my "Teacher" (other-worldly) told me clearly, firmly, and abruptly:  "You are a teacher! ! ! !"

That was it.  Not a pastor.  Not a minister.  (Though I have the legal credentials for such - and use them.)  :o)

I've lived with that message for a long time.  Perhaps that is my "gift" - to open doors for others to either peek through or joyfully enter.  ("To boldly go where no man has gone before" - Ha!  Star Trek.)  And there have been those who ran away screaming as though they had seen the "7-headed beast" or something.  (Rev. 13:1)  Anyway, something incomprehensible - to them (at this time).

The fig must attain a certain state of ripeness before it releases it's delectable and unique flavor. Until then it is a hard green ball, not yet ready to be consumed. (Luke 13:6-9)

My purpose?  Back to basics.  Service through sharing - myself.  (And my peculiar, sometimes surreal, discoveries?  Insights?  Thoughts?)  Through preaching, words, precepts?  No.  By carrying the energy that stirs something in the seeker.  Then God's Holy Spirit (the REAL Teacher) can shine Light through the "cracks in the door" until beautiful illumination radiates.

Why me?  Because once I peeked through an open door!

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Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date July 11, '06

Turn, Turn, Turn

The Wheel of the Year turns more quickly now.  What used to seem long, by Earth standards, now appears as a wisp of smoke.  It's mid-July.  It seems but yesterday we celebrated Christmas.  "Tomorrow" it will be autumn.

Dare I say that I am getting older?  Nay, not so.  This soul is ever so much older than this present body which houses me.  And at times the world seems young and new.  (But not so much anymore.  It feels somewhat sad and jaded.  Poor Earth!) 

Would I want to go back to anything from this present life-cycle; to re-do anything? God forbid!

Time goes not backward (even when Mercury is in retrograde as it is now). Nor really, forward.  Time just is.  We create (individually and collectively) differing scenarios along the way.

Thus is the acquiring of patience:  the willingness to allow life to flow at it's own pace.

Once there was Ancient Greece, Powerful Babylon, the glories that were Rome; further back, the occultly-frought Egypt with it's many mysteries.  The Tao of Time flowed through the Lost Continent of Atlantis, Lemuria, Ur, Mesopotamia.

At what point did I join the Human Race?  (And to where are we racing?  And to what?)  I wonder.  As the King of Siam says:  "It's a puzzlement!"

Note:  I think it's a strange GIG, too.  :o)

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Carolyn's H.O.W.G. - Star Date - July 11, '06 - ENCORE

God, I feel a "personality" (individual being; teacher) in my reflective moments.  Do You have personality - as does a man or woman?  Or, are you (just?) a Super-gigantic Energy Wave- Force of Pure Love?

Shall I (a godette) answer?  The word "personality" comes from the Greek word, "persona,"

and means "a mask."  (From the ancient Comedy and Tragedy masks of Greek theater.)

Do we then perceive God through a mask; adding the colors and definements of human expectation?  Isn't that the REAL journey?  The Spiritual path?  To strip away the coverings, one by one?  (The beliefs, prejudices, cultural customs and traditions?)  Is not the "Hero's Journey" to reveal at last as much of the Radiance as our fragile selves can tolerate?

If just a beam from Your "Sun" makes us giddy with bliss, the full force of Your Majesty would be infinitely more powerful than a nuclear explosion.

We, then, must be the monitors that allow "just so much" (and no more) of your Holy Spirit to be revealed. . . . .according to our capacity.

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Note:  Last week I shared the H.O.W.G. (Hanging Out With God) messages with my mailing list.  I have a strange mailing list.  Heart Talk, Church list, friends, and family.  I used to keep it pretty straight, but right now it is all mixed together.  Therefore, you may have received it, and not want it.  Just let me know if you do not and I will remove you.

I was amazed at the positive response I received.  It was large.  Thank you.  You are in my heart.

Someone suggested that I call it "HOWG Calls."  :o)

Much love,

Carolyn