Yehova - Part1
When you look at a masterpiece you appreciate the beautiful painting. The ear on the painted face on that canvas might not be in the color of your preference but in the scheme of the whole, it is perfect.
I have waited for a long time to write about this subject. To say it in a way that I can point my imaginary sword to the sky for a high five, sort of to say, not pointing at anyone. Because for a while there, I came with a counter perspective to all those pointing fingers that felt like swords. What I realized is that in the confusion of sorting out truth from fiction- some had to stomp on others to raise themselves up to show their conclusions as truth whether it is true or not because their imaginary dot-connecting created a picture of something that they wanted to show off to the world.
So, I waited. Because the truth I am sticking with is that you don’t have a quarrel with anyone but yourself, and when you know it- even if you didn’t get the full picture yet, you go down in the list of elimination between you and yourself- hoping that you got to the bottom of it- the bottom of your last quarrel.
In this bottom, as you accepted your full fool, some kind of imaginary elevator takes you all the way up to floors you never thought existed.
Hallelujah.
By the way, did you know that hallelujah means praise fire and water? That is the literal translation straight from the mystic Jedi.
Some say that you need to remember yourself, and it is true if your past would make a difference and click something into place to create a change for yourself.- Then yes, you should remember, and that memory is a natural outcome of introspective seeking combined with the right timing of you doing so.
Otherwise, what is it that you really need to know? What do you need to remember? What is it that would make you an aware person of your own cosmic being? A feeling? An understanding? Abilities?
I always say, all of them and then some. Right indeed.
You can evolve and grow to become the being that you are without knowing anything about the past from your own memory because you might be a young soul, but you can tap to the greater memory if you choose to, as you grow and expend. Attach to it, use it, and bask in it.
My journey with Yehova, Yahweh, started almost by chance. I must confess that before I understood the reasons for things to be the way they are, and it is not that I am justifying them now, I hated it all.
As teenager I remember a moment of clarity asking myself, where the hell am I? What is this place? Who are all those people? Where is my home, and how did I get here? I could never fit into the ridicule of life in society.
You might say, hey, such are the teens, all those hormones. I mean, look at what is going on today. The hormones didn’t help, but it wasn’t it, it was more than just inner feeling that something is wrong. Everything looked absurd, and everything that people were doing confirmed it for me.
The good thing about life is that the energies are working despite people (me included), so, once I started looking for something else, that something started looking for me.
I grew up in Israel. In 1988 I bought the kabala book from someone on the street that was volunteering for the kabala center, I was in the army. I paid way too much for a book that just by opening it up angered me from one hand, and drew me in, on the other hand. I didn’t understand a thing in the beginning, but every time I looked at the rabbi’s notes underneath the text, anger was triggered in me.
Eventually. I replaced those books with a new set without any peers or translations.
Many people fall into the hypnotic sentence that says, ‘if you cannot fight them, join them’- it is the whisper in air that tell you ‘Maybe there is something there because so many people believe it, take a look…’ I think I prefer ‘against the wind as the ground is shaken beneath me’ kind of phrase, I am sure it exists. It is the beauty of this world, everything exists here.
I found that there is a lot of confusion around the name Yehova, and the stories around it. Well, I had my doubts too. All I needed to do is look at the despicable stories of the bible in certain books, and dismiss god on all its forms forever. But that would be a total loss because there is so much coded and hidden in there that doesn’t show on the surface. And it is all directed especially for that nitty gritty and its sorts to not find the truth about the code. So even when later on, a channeled glowing book arrived, the nitty gritty still stuck to their guns and couldn’t understand what was offered. Same goes for the time of Christ.
It has happened also in English. I love English and this is not an attack on a language I love to play with. But somehow English hides real meanings of structural universe by making them completely disappear. It is shown all over the bible, really, I tried to read a little bit and it is very different from reading it in Hebrew. I think there is a reason.
The idea behind it, just like the coded stories in the bible, is to push into another level. If I open my mind to it, I can see why things kind of sunk in history. It is pretty interesting to think about it from the…I don’t know, larger perspective maybe? All the incarnations, the learning from experience, the growing up and the choices people are making in life that influence the large picture. After Christ, we don’t need the bible because the new cycle had one message: love. The teachings were right, and belonged to the past, older cycle. It’s amazing because the root of the Hebrew word translates to passage, a bridge from the past to the future. I think we are in the future, right now. in away…in comparison to the past.
If you look at the orthodox they took word for word, and most of what they got is a distortion because life is evolving. This goes for old testament and new testament bibles, Jewish and Christians. Words has many levels just like worlds, don’t they?
To move on, and fill you in, some concluded that yehova is a demon, or a devil, or a monistic god that asks your money and devotion. A deity. It is funny how easy it is for people to call Jesus Christ the son of god and with the same breath to call him a demon because Jesus is Yehova, or Yahweh, whatever Yahweh means. (bear with me, it’s coming)
And when you ask a simple question browsing, then why not finding that the Israelis in the bible are believing in Yahwism. Yes, Yahwism. Anything else the western universities want to invent to justify their academia? (I had to throw it in there). What is Yahwism? What is Yahweh?
The name Jesus is also changed. The true name is Yeshu. You can pronounce it, right? It has few interpretations. And Nazarian (Christ) in Hebrew is נצר the one who holds the memory of souls. Hidden but here, like a seed. It is like when the bullet is still in the barrel of the gun, locked and safe (it is from the same root word in Hebrew)
Yahweh is a total invention. It sounds good, I like it. Whatever.
יהוה on the other hand, yod-heh-vav-heh Hebrew letters- is a structure that anyone can embody.
It is just not so simple to do. I haven’t seen another Jesus yet…but I got a good feeling it is coming.
In India, I met a guy that could walk on burning coals, I asked him if I should get him a bucket of water because I feel like drinking some wine, he said he couldn’t do it. Walk of shame. Crack me up. No, I didn’t ask, but I surely thought about it, like a caricature in my head.
What is it that so many people on the intellectual and some spiritual platforms are talking about? It doesn’t sit well with me. Doesn’t resonate at all. What am I missing?
I am pretty sure I got it. The issue is the inability of beings from both sides of the isle to understand the multi layers and complexity of things.
What is both side of the isle? Oh, gees, I think it is more like 40 isles, like Home Depot. Above and below.
You tell me the difference between someone who is pointing a finger at everyone but himself, and someone who is trying to control everything but itself? That is the whole ballgame. It is an out of proportion ego and self-righteousness. – nothing new, this game is still going on in the large stage. Funny thing, the “people” are bored and moving on as if we are watching a game hoping that the ball is not going to hit outside of its court- be contained- because we are playing something new.
I saw someone on twitter talking in the name of the Pleiades. “We are here, and we are taking over, and it is our time, and we are great, and the good will make the ascension and the bad will stay behind”. Ok. What is this? You look serious enough:)
“I came to show you the way!”, said the baby.
“Oh, thanks I’m good, show yourself da way.” smiled the old dragon in dismissal and flew off.
Yeah.
I am just waiting for that futuristic interface that when I stick a needle from my end of the screen, it would reach the bubble of the ego at the other side of what I am reading- and burst it. (just for fun)
Imagine.
Only if my needle recognizes the truth of the bubbled ego, right? Lol. That would be the day.
Of course not, I am not like that! I am just waiting patiently to see the developments on this page, lurking like a troll, unseen, waiting to see if anyone that knows this person is going to say something with logic!
No, again. I unfollowed- I learned something in my life. If I die today, for at least today, the glowing dude will come to beam me up Scotty. Because I am puzzled from puzzling ideas, and it is a good thing.
Ok. I think I am going to call it, Part one Yehova, although I barely touched it. But the rest of the notes are so much more serious than this, and changing mood now is impossible.