A Beloved Brother
I met a wonderful man, a beloved brother, while in Los Angeles recently named Dr. Charles Brown. Sometimes words are not necessary between individuals meeting for the first time, meaning that there is something beyond the physical forms deep inside the spiritual body. He holds a respected position in the church of an actress that shall go un-named. In this position, he has no position... he simply allows God's love to flow through him and guides the church through words of wisdom and meditation.
When we met at an awards dinner for a local foundation all we could do was laugh that deep soulful laugh as we hugged. Now this man would make nearly three of me, yet his energy was so meek that he truly must have inherited the earth already. The woman who introduced us had met me through the Ashtar Command gathering in Camp Verde, Arizona, the previous year.
He invited both of us to his home, some distance away from LA. It took weeks to finally make it there. I had been asked by this woman to accompany her to visit her mother in a convalescent home about 5 miles from his residence. Her mother was nearing transition and she hoped I could help soothe her fears as she moved forward. We stayed with her for an hour or so. She could not talk and only had use of one side of her body after suffering a stroke shortly after a surgery to remove cancer from her body. I sat holding her hand and sharing a short meditation as she indicated it would be okay. Her whole body relaxed as we journey through the meditation together, so I knew it helped at least for the moment.
When we arrived at his home, we were greeted by another man and asked to please wait. The good doc had just gone on a short errand and would return soon. As we entered the house it was like stepping into a museum. There were artifacts from all over the world, three and four deep (including the hanging items) in this particular room and we found the rest of the house (downstairs) much the same. It was rather overwhelming, especially with the larger than life African art in the sitting area of another room. I could have spent hours just looking at all the beautiful and seemingly rare articles. He'd obviously been many places around the globe over his lifetime. He actually was only a few years older than I as we found out. I felt my terrestrial travels were pale in comparison.
When he returned we chatted for a while in his sitting room and then he took us back into the museum room (for lack of a better... the whole house was like it). He sat for a while, directing our attention to various pieces and giving explanations of what they were and where they came from... fascinating! After a half an hour or so, he asked us to please join him upstairs in his sanctuary room. Wow, another surprise of wonderment! We followed him up the stairs and entered a room immediately to the left at the top.
It was a small room, although the two bookshelves, altar, statues, three chairs, and small lectern helped to make it so. There were symbols from all the religions all over the walls and the texts on the shelves were from many sources as well. There was also an unpainted plaster relief (of Jesus Christ) that looked identical to me. I wanted to deny the resemblance yet it was so striking that it was undeniable. The woman pointed it out to me specifically asking where they got my photo. She commented that there was not a hair out of place. It honestly was a bit spooky, especially since I felt like an adoptee still searching for identity.
We had been standing in this room while he went down the hallway. As he returned and sat down, we followed. He began to share some things he felt in me, mirroring the Divine Intent in my heart. As he spoke I felt a deep desire to just rest and listen, his heart was full of information and wisdom of which I would gladly listen to for hours. It appeared that he was in a light trance. His energy shifted to a deeper place still and he began to share more. This was his last lifetime here and he was ready to the wisdom of his people. He spoke of a gift to me that is so great that I have difficulty in explaining it here. It sounds too weird, anyway. I sat in total awe. Some part of me was in full acknowledgment of his words. I could feel it deep within me and I could see it in his eyes as well. This he shared: It is time for the world to awaken to the presence of God within. We are all related...family.
He continued and then paused a moment, looked up to his right, nodded his head and said, "Okay." Without a word he got up and left the room. Returning moments later, he had a vial of oil in his hands, beautifully ornate and obviously with sacred purpose... frankincense. Continuing to share verbally now, his words echoed in my heart as he knelt in from of me (at almost 6' and nearly 300#), he began to take my shoes and socks off.
These articles were very special too, as the socks were a gift from a soul love in Chile and I'd purchased the shoes from a craftsman in an old Mercado in Santiago. I had been in Chile the previous month and had some even more humbling experiences. (see Chile) As he was speaking previously before leaving the room, I saw this woman in place of the wooden Native American figure that was in between us against the wall. She kept fading in and out.. yet I could definitely see her and feel her presence. You can imagine what this might feel like, I'm sure. There was definitely some very special energy in this room.
After removing my shoes and socks, he poured some oil in his hand, set the container down, rubbed his hands together for a moment and then applied them to my feet. If you could imagine the most humble feeling you have ever had, and magnify it, you might come close to my feeling at that moment. I was so overcome that I wept. He continued with the same process on the other foot, than raised a bit and asked for my hands, then unbuttoned my shirt and applied his hand to my heart. His words are faint now as I truly do not remember what they were exactly. As with our initial hug, they are not necessary.
I've shared this so that you, too, may feel a deep humility and reverence for ALL THAT IS. Although I was chosen for this particular experience, it is not my desire to set myself apart in any way. This is the essence of the action of Christ Consciousness in our minds and hearts, anchoring humility in our ultimate service to humanity. It is our birthright as spiritual beings. It is our Soul's desire at this time, on this planet, in this solar system, in the multi-verse, in this ONEness to ascend into a unified field of love. When we enter it, nothing else matters.
I hope and pray that you remind yourself daily, even moment to moment, of the sacredness of LIFE. It is in this sacredness we share all that we are, do, and have in this world... and many others. I can only hope to fulfill his gift to me and live as an example of it. He truly touched the core of my being that day.