Soaring Inspirations…..
December 14th, 2009 by manifesteryadaColored vapors dance about my mind in exuberance with being fulfilled with the highest hope.
Beacons, more lit than if brightened by ten billion suns, escort dreams to the pillow upon which my head lays. Watchers edit golden script that unfolded of God’s own accord from out of my brain. Silence bows to this concert of sheer ecstasy for its being a massive leap of spiritual knowledge. As I thought on these things, everything became beautiful and I sung:
Walking through
The woods of the trees
Lovely singing leaves
Blossoms and the bees
Sing a precious song
From your heart
Sing, sing and be sung:
Touch the plants
And they will touch you
Need the flowers
And they will need you
Sing to them
A Song of Love
Touch the plants
And they will touch you.
(A song by Jerry O. Lee)
Relay into infinity the vibrations of my thoughts until the highly sensitive network of space and its invisible veins are filled with the joy I feel. I cannot help but to reach out to capture the glow of this inner stellar light in me that has turned off all darkness. I know when the print-of-leaves story of the Tree of my Life is read, God’s grace will have said a good word for me. Then I will sing this song about myself in Loving Memory of all the days of my earth life and in loving memory of my friends, family, Soul mates, and my wife: I have finished my course; I have climbed my destiny. I am not puffed away into the winds of vapor…
Touch my face
See if I’m real
Listen, my friend
Do you hear me
Breathing………
Touch my body
This is where woundedness and mercy strove
Feel my hands where anger lost to Love
My heart is filled with
Memories of God’s Love
AMs Love is etched in me
Though I exit…
It is not forever
I come back
To stand by you
Ten thousand troubles
Won’t be enough
To hold me back
I will be your guardian angel
I will be with you again
Smiling and content.
(A song by Jerry O. Lee)
Nevertheless, my friends, in this hour of constant toil, stand by me and pray that I will be able to finish the whole publishing of the revelations and words God has given me, and that I will then have a little time to live in the peace of having this wish come abroad.
O’ Ul’tra Virez’, in a plethorium of divine moments of twinklings,,,,, take me at last beyond the mortal. Let me walk between the candles that share one flame. In the somewhere of the somehow, cause me to over-shine my errors and my sins. Prepare also the Destinata, O’Lord, that they will be able to wear the Crown of Halo. Bring them to understand…that the Word spoken in full form reveals the transfigurations of God.
Enable the Destinata to walk in the Visions that are being planted in them. Open their eyes that they may live in the faith that God wants to Bless them and heal them. Bring closer the day that will dawn in their life that is different than any other day that their life has met. Bring them to that boundary where invisible markers of time scribe the correct turning point where the crossroads meet.
At the turn of ten laser arcs ahead, take them, precious Lord, through every one of their predicaments. Bring them, Lord, to the secret mysteries which no veering winds may shift their peace and no catalyst may hamper their life. Yes, Lord, bring them to Soaring Inspirations. Merry Christmas, dear readers, may the good stars of heaven hug you.
I thank all of you who have stood by me with your comments, gifts, and your prayers. For those of you who heard the broadcast “In Search of Angels 3″ and are interested in the subaudition-nosis journey to the Father’s House on January 1, 2010, don’t forget to e-mail lee.jerry.o@gmail.com. I will only advise those of the time who have written and expressed they are interested. There is no charge, of course.
The Manifester Yada
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December 15th, 2009 at 8:14 am
there are certain times in my life - and reading your posts have conjured up a few - that i remember/glimpse ahead to how it will feel to be weightless again, the relief and beauty of that lightness.
this morning, i am here.
but i am also remembering and looking forward to returning to the incomparable feeling of that lightness … to no longer working so hard to stay balanced between worlds … to the freedom of simply loving (so generously) and being loved (so generously), to not holding back or being withheld from, in any way … to feeling all the fear of this existence evaporate into softness.
yes, we can achieve that today, but i’m not sure i know anyone who is already *there*, all the time, effortlessly.
(but, then again, i haven’t met everyone yet.)
(not even you, yet.)
thanks for the memories, and for reminding me of the beauty that is still ahead, for all of us.
December 15th, 2009 at 8:36 am
These are words that bloom worlds of enthrallment and unprecedented experiences… too precious to bypass in our drive to meet earthly commitments to “stay balanced between worlds” (as Adrianna Grace puts it so well).
You, ManifesterYada, have touched the depth that can connect us to that blissful place in space and time which all search for in one way or another, for one reason or another, and you have this way of bringing it within a hair’s breadth away from our grasp.
Let those who will be the Destinata take that leap of faith to cross that tiny breadth of distance and so walk… no, fly… into this beautiful world, into this greatest adventure of all time.
We who have been with the Manifester for so long would welcome you, for you are needed and the work is great… yet know, O know, the treasures of joy awaiting your ears and eyes are unspeakable and truly, truly, truly filled with glory.
December 15th, 2009 at 10:15 am
Manifester, this word truly touches our hearts, for the song is everywhere – if only we have the ears to hear this song. If only we can learn to sing this song and to be sung by this song.
May the earth communicate with the heavens and may the heavens speak to the earth. Reach out and touch creation and it will touch you. Reach out your arms to the loving Jesus, touching even the hem of his garment - and he will touch you.
O God, when we read the print leaf stories of each of our lives, may there be a good report. Let us all be known as we were known. May the day dawn in our hearts and the daystar arise forevermore and may those of the wheel circuits be connected in Love again.
If God so wills, we shall all be gathered to take a journey to ‘My Father’s House’ at the beginning of this coming year. My wife and I, we will be there – we will be there.
December 15th, 2009 at 10:29 am
God’s spirit within my “beling” leaps for joy as my senses are enthralled: “Eyes not seen, ears not heard what’s recorded in God’s Word”. “Those who hath an ear, hear what the Spirit sayeth to the church”! I pray for anointed ears to hear every precious word that the heavens are speaking to the earth! Let the angel of my presence sing my own “beling” with its own harmonies and fugues. Let me have understanding to the musical sequences in every leaf, flower, and tree. I wish to hear more to the hum hum humming of the bees…to understand creation’s mysteries recorded in the sounds the birds and buzzing insects make. Yes, let me please “sing, sing, and be sung”!
December 15th, 2009 at 3:39 pm
Thankyou Dear Manifester, for your prayer for us, and the labour of, and by means of, Love, that you so diligently pursue. I pray for you often in regards to the work still ahead of you, that you so love!
About 20 years ago an older gentleman gave me this saying to recite daily and often as a spiritual muscle exercise:
“I believe I am always divinely guided.
I believe that I will always make the right turn on the road.”
I believe that God will always make a way for me where there is no
way.”
December 15th, 2009 at 4:00 pm
May all of us who read and hear the Dear Manifesters teachings, pray to the Heavenly Father that the resources, (talents, labor, equipment, technology, finances, etc), will be provided quickly and in abundance for the publication of the Manifesters works.
December 16th, 2009 at 10:02 am
“everything became beautiful,,, and I sung”
those two sentiments, together, encapsulate so well this epic of your life, my heart-sturdy friend. you are an artist of Love, wooing the notes of reality from their drab and monotonous tones into symphonies that skip and dance on the bridges to the city of God.
in your artisan eyes, the usual becomes unusual, the ordinary - extraordinary. the body becomes a door to the spirit, and back again, creating whirlpool circuits where angels love to come play and splash around in.
i will pray as you have requested. my heart is joined to yours as one of many fibres in a muscle.
may your voice and your otherworld song inspire the voices of the 10,000 10,000’s to rise from the underground depths and join the aboveground river flow. may stars travel by reflection in those waters, their light carried to all corners of this place.
today, let’s meet Hope, and embrace like old friends - his wonderful skill with instrument will be just the perfect touch to the song we are singing *
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i prophesy that watery seas of impassable impedition will become as steam - you will walk straight through them. i see angels lending their eyes to you, that you will see routes of navigation as yet untread by mortals, but rich with undiscovered benefit. i see a wind personifying and becoming a friend you can count on - a messenger to take the seeds you’ve gathered and spread them in garden beds around the world. i see laughter becoming a fine robe for you, and a vehicle - making you light and supermobile. i see rings being given to your family around you, each with pieces of your wit and wisdom embedded in them, like individual stars that together form constellations.
i see you loved with a Love so great, no name can possibly contain Yah. i see those arms accept you, pull you in. i see you vanish into the folds of Yah’s garments.
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surely the world is more than we have imagined. a mirror’s image will change according to the angle with which you view it. what if we set ours to hold the sun?
December 16th, 2009 at 9:55 pm
In Reverse i AM !
What? Your book, your words, your blog, and now your song has all touched my little heart, you found the soft spot, but can i sing back to you?
The trees, the leaves they all do but I?
Love begets love in the spirit realm but in the physical realm opposites attract, love finds hate and hate finds love, its a challenge here. We need each other for growth here, and grow we must.
So Mr.Manifester sometimes Love is not given directly back but indirectly, would that be good enough? i could talk your words to others, show them your love and whisper your songs to them in the perfect moment of perfect timing, they will feel it and not know its from you, would that be good enough? your effect then effects them and you know it not but they do, the blessing is then shared and made double, triple etc…is it a deal? love -rich
December 17th, 2009 at 9:53 am
My beautiful, amazing Yada…
As I scurried to your Blog this morning to read new comments to your “Soaring Inspirations” blog, I could not help but feel truly wounded for your sake that only one new one appeared since yesterday (at the time of my search)… that only a handful of others had responded to yet another stunning (your 300th) blog, that only a very few among so many readers have taken time to express something about such wonderful writ as this… that for some time, despite your faithful and anointed outpouring of Word for these past months via this internet venue, so few seem to post comments to any of your unprecedented inscriptions of Holy Spirit cooings…..
Yet, be of good courage and know of a certainty these things I prophesy to you this moment…..
O Seer from Esi-Dara-P, I feel a swell emerging with each passing day as I labour as a scribe upon your incredible works… I am supremely confident and know from the Deep within me that when we publish your dozens of works, especially the forthcoming “Peace Manifest Bible” by your birthday next year, God willing… it will be as a searchlight shining across the globe in quest of those who (like me when I knew from the first glance at you, the first impression of your presence, and your first words to me on the phone the night before we met so many, many years ago…) will leave their fishing nets behind them, put their heart and hands to this plow and not ever, ever look back, and book passage with you to journey into this spectacular array of StarGlow…
These of the Wheel —- knowing implicitly that (like Jesus who sent you) never before spake a man like this, and whose awareness and recogition will draw their highly excelerated spirits to us, and, reading the verses and peshers you have rendered from the Holy Bible (which you love as your own Soul) —- will be captivated by the jetstream of your StarRise ship passing through their questing, hungry spirit and mind lattices… they will be irrevocably absorbed into the very marrow of your own bones which are intensely aflame with the fiery Word of I-AM in response to the I-AMs own consuming love for AMs children…
Thus shall be ignited their own launch into the Deep of WordSpace where the spangled splendored Coming of I-AMs BelongingLove-Ship meets the yearning yawing Going of their own Destinata-Ship righting at last its course to also find what we have found who have known, have loved, and have journeyed with you for so long now…
Yea, know of a surety that they are coming, that their ranks are vast, their vision intense and their eyes resplendent, that their numbers stretch into the beyond from all four corners of Earth, that they are Sent Ones with sacred fervently prayer-heated offerings springing from wellsprings of Living Waters, and that they will freely pour out from within their innermost beings diverse talents of gold, persevering dedications of diamonds, and beatitude glistenings of sapphires…
….with one Cause in mind, in heart, in spirit, in Soul… to ensure:
that all your works will be published…
that all your heaven-sent dreams will come true,
that all your mission here will be fulfilled.
Merry Christmas, beautiful Soul…
FromAfar
December 17th, 2009 at 1:24 pm
oh blessed minstrel of the Word of I-AM, given to sing and to to be sung not only by things of the earth, but of the heavens,,,
be assured that there are many who do hear the Song but do not yet have the strength to sing it - your patient heart, your steadfast love, and your persevering soul will give bravado to their feeble voices;
and there are many who do sing the Song, but do not yet have the clarity of tone nor the understanding of the lyrics - but your constancy of effort, your faithful acts of giving, and your undying love of the Song will allow them to recognize such quality of syntone so as to brighten and enlighten their efforts;
and there are many who have been singing the Song and are only waiting for their time to be sung by the elements and by the angels - and your resonant voice will come back to you as a mighty rushing wind and as the sound of the voice of the many living waters one hundred fold. i so prophesy.
as always and forever, i will join you in your quest, in your endeavors, in your singing of the Song…
December 21st, 2009 at 8:41 am
Natures song recognizes vibrations of the voice print manifested to bring forth the blooms of live. In, out, up, down weaving brands of chorus into strands of Love. Troubles morphing into blessings upon the heads of the beloved–sprout in me Love to life experiences so I might be one with the Lord.
December 21st, 2009 at 11:01 pm
i adore these songs that you have written, and the Song that you now sing and have sung so diligently over so many years. i pray with the choir of angels, manifester, that this symphony you write will continue to gather its momentum, unrelenting and unsilenceable. that you may sit back with a small smile on your face and a beaming grin on your heart that your work here has been fulfilled. you have a wall-less theatron of supporters here, manifester, spanning further than you know.
the comments you do not see, the voices you do not hear, in response to your outpouring of Sonshine (yes *Son*shine)…many have not yet found their voice, but the seed you have planted is set to grow in ways that you’d never have imagined. the ground is being prepared for them. others are taking their journey on their way to this Word. i have no doubt, nor any disheartened feeling, rather i feel a certainty of knowing…Am is doing Ams part. the connections are being prepared and made. i love to see the comments, i do, but they are not a faithful representation of who is being reached in the dawning of this beautiful young Morning. it is like a field that has taken sweat and tears of labor and the crop is not showing it’s fullest yield. then one morning the planter awakes and there is a forest of yellow, thick and overflowing all the way to and beyond the horizon. its fullness spills over! i see this representation in this journey, right here!!!
we love you, manifester, oh heart so whole with Love. your words light up our days and have lifted us in the dire needs of our nights. there are many. many, many that are being brought out of their nights, right this now, right in the midst, in the thick of it. you have carried us through, and we will be there to carry you and your/our mission through as well. i am so EXCITED for all that is sparking and is to come!!! i believe! i believe! i believe! AMEN!