A Message for February, on judging and acceptance

Dear ones, why are you always judging? What is to be gained by judging everyone and everything around you? When you judge, you are not living joyously in the present moment. When you judge, you are fighting your present circumstances, and therefore focusing on what you do not want to be experiencing. This will only help you call in more of what you are not liking. When you accept everything around you, when you cease judging and open your arms to all, then the entire world will flock to you. Everything you ever wanted will appear. If you find your self unable to do this, you must retrain your mind. Begin by disconnecting from all the energy feeds which fuel your judging. If you cannot watch American Idol without judging and appreciating all the singers and judges and songs and commercials, don’t watch it for a few weeks. If you cannot watch the news without feeling badly, turn it off. If you cannot read your emails without being sad or annoyed with spam, stop checking them for a while, or install a better filter. If you cannot filter your judging, resentful emotions, let someone or something else do it for you until you can. Hand over all your negative emotions to Source. Give them to source, god, spirit, your higher self – give me your troubles, and release them. Forget about them, until the day you can remember them and wonder at why they bothered you so much. You are so blessed, you are so loved, can you not do a little of the same for the rest of the world?
Begin.
~Eden

A Message from Joseph, husband of Mary, father of Yeshua, titled "The Love of Joseph"

1.

Who am I? I am Joseph. I am a lover, and beloved of my family and friends. I was a good man, and now I am good soul. I have come forward today to tell you my story. Many, many years ago, my story became lost. The men and women who would rule the world with religion and with laws consciously removed me from their version of the stories so that the world would have no recourse to the divine union of male and female energy. They removed the sexuality of my beloved wife, whom they designated the pure representative of the divine feminine, and the removed the divine feminine from the beloved wife of my son, whom the designated reformed sexuality. Chastity on all levels became the best way to access divine sexuality, and submission and obedience became the only ways to harness the divine feminine, weakening it and removing all its power. And the divine masculine became completely inaccessible, as it was now owned by one man only, “Son of God”. But already, we are becoming too political. My channel wants me to tell our story. So I will.

In 24 BC, I was born to my father and mother in the land of Canaan. They have said my father was Jacob, but that is not true, his name was Nimiah and my mother’s name was Janeene. At the time, we were traveling, visiting relatives and trading. My father was of the kingly caste, and involved quite heavily in politics, but this trip was one of relaxation, as we were invite to a long wedding celebration and my mother was due soon for my birth. She was joyfull to know that there would be so many women and elders near at the time of my birthing. The day that I came, she could not have been happier, and as it was the day after the wedding, considered a good omen for both the bride and the groom, that events in their lives would always be timed well and all be fertile.

Later, we returned to our family home just outside of Jerusalem, by the sea. I was the third son in the family, and therefore not much was expected of me. I had life a bit easier, and spent quite a bit of time playing as a child, as I was not expected to spend as much time keeping my siblings in line. I had four brothers and two sisters, and our house was never quiet. As all the boys in the family, I was trained in the ways of the priests, and learned to read and write at the age of 10. I was enamored of the arts and would visit with the artisans and builders and craftspeople every chance I had, and it is for that reason that I became known as a great craftsman, because I never was able to stop making things, and so many of the finest houses in the lands we visited had boxes and furniture made by me. Later, when I traveled the lands, these skills came in very handy, because I was no longer able to make a living as a priest.

We had many rules of when to eat and what to eat and when to marry and when to have sex and when to sleep and when to till and so on. It helped us move the time along. It helped us keep our lives structured. But it also made life difficult sometimes, as it interfered greatly with our natural rhythms and flows, disconnecting us sometimes from the nature of the earth and the nature of our selves. When I was with Mary, there simply was never any time for us to be together. We loved so deeply, and we were kept apart so often, that sometimes we had to break our fathers rules to be together. But now I am ahead of the story. First, we must speak of the time in the sands.

2.

We lived in a small oasis community outside of Jerusalem, close to the Essenes by the small salted seashore. I learned to fish in the river and in the open sea, to trade in the market in Jerusalem, to know the difference between beautiful pieces of furniture and lower creations. I learned to pray with the family, and I learned discourse from the Essenes. I learned about the divinity of man from my father, who was a learned scholar and holy man, and my mother taught me to respect and appreciate all women.

Near the oasis there were great sand dunes among the rocks, over a hundred feet high, and we would run and jump and play on these dunes, my brothers and my friends and I. My father would take us out to the desert to speak about our forefathers, our ancestors, and religion. He would speak to us of the transits of the sun and the stars and the moon and of the people who came to earth from the stars and of the people who began our own religion. He would tell us about the life of people in Egypt and in the lands to the east and the north. He would speak about the will of god and how the will of man was always the same as the will of god, for we were all one and we were all connected and we all had great amounts of spirit, of God, within us. He would cry sometimes when he spoke of the beauty of Spirit, and we would laugh. He also spent time teaching us about the ways of women, and telling us that it was important to always let them do as they pleased, for they were our equals and also our teachers, and without them, we could never be complete, whole, true men, true to the core of our very beings. Only union with a good woman, he said, could make a man complete, and only the love of a good man could lift a woman up so that her soul could truly shine. And then he would wipe his eyes and bring us home for the evening, and kiss our mother quietly on her head while she prepared the meal.

So it was after a long childhood, at the age of twelve I was taken to my uncle’s house in Bethlehem, and I was formally betrothed to the daughter of a friend of the family. This girl was only 6 years old, and I could not imagine marrying her. She was beautiful, but she was a child, giggling and running away to the kitchen with the water jug on her hip after washing our feet. Meanwhile, I was a man already. My father told me that this girl was also of royal blood, and that together we would have blessed children, of the highest holy lines. My uncle also told me that this woman’s family was very wealthy, and would bring us much wealth, and that her own mother was a priestess and this child would bring great blessings from God. I was doubtful that this girl would be the one who would stir my husbandly passions, but I agreed that it all sounded very nice, and I enjoyed the many sweets and feastings that we enjoyed that day and night. I spent most of the night playing games with Mary’s brothers, and went to sleep happy. When I woke, the family was gone, back on their way to Nazareth, and my father was already gone to market with my uncle to trade and enjoy the local flavors. I would not see Mary again for four years, until such time as she came to live with my family in preparation for our marriage.

3.

Normally, a boy in my tribe would marry at the age of thirteen. Girls in some tribes would marry very young, but in ours they did not marry until a girl had had her first blood. For Mary, this was when she was 13. She came to live with my family when I was 16, and she was 10, so she could learn from my mother and sisters. Her own mother was dead at that time, so the families felt she would benefit from more female influences. She came to us as a child, and I watched her grow into the woman she would become. By the time she was 13, I believed her to be the most radiant, beautiful woman-child I had ever seen. She was breathtaking. I was very busy most days working with my father and traveling to markets and priestly meetings. Many nights we had men over for the evening meal to speak on religion and ideology. I did not get to speak to her very often, but we listened to each other when we spoke to others in the same room, and I learned that she was kind, intelligent, and full of a great inner peace and joy. Sometimes, late at night when the moon was full, we would meet in the garden. First it was by chance, as the moon had kept us both awake and drawn us to the outside, but soon I learned to look for her there when the moon was high. She told me about her mother and sisters and brothers, about the religious training she had received from her mother, about the strange dreams she had every night about kings, courtships, other lands and other children. So many dreams, on all sorts of topics. I spoke with her about what the men had said at dinner, about the strangers we met in other cities from lands to the north, and about the priestly training that I was receiving from my father. He hoped very much that I would become a great religious leader to follow in the footsteps of my uncles and forefathers.

We never kissed, for that would have been an insult to her family trust, but we would sometimes clasp hands, and often as the night grew chill Mary would lean into me for warmth, and I would wrap one arm, or sometimes even two, about her. These were my favorite moments, for when I did so, I was filled with the most momentous sensation of peace. It would fill my every limb, every portion of my body. On the outside, I would keep talking, to continue the conversation, but on the inside she would fill my very soul with the silence of the universe.

Years later, of course, when we were married and I told her how I had felt, she laughed. She said that for her it was the very opposite. She said that she always felt such peace in her heart, but that when I was near her she felt like she was filled with the fire of creation, the joy-full, endless energy of the universe. Now, she teased, she knew why – I was stealing her peace. No, I said, our souls must be merged as one, for that joy and boundless energy is how I myself usually felt. A little later that night, we conceived another of our children – Mary always said that it happened during that very conversation, that the energy of our conversation brought forth our third daughter, Martha, and that our later physical union was merely a confirmation of our intent.

4.

Now, I will speak of the conception of our first son, whom you call Jesus, and who we called Yeshua. I find it funny that you call him Jesus when that was not his name. Why must names be translated? A name is important, it holds energy, and meaning. It should not be changed without great intent. But I digress.

After almost a year of our full moon meetings, my mother’s servant saw us in the gardens and told my parents. We were both scolded, for it was not appropriate for us to be touching, however innocent it was, and it was not good for us to be unchapperoned when Mary’s family had trusted my father to keep her chaste until our wedding. They sent Mary to sleep at my uncle’s house several streets away, and she would be at our house only during daylight hours, they said, until she had her first courses and we married.

For me, our seperation was agony. Because she could only be at our house during daylight hours, There were many days, sometimes weeks, when I would not see her, because my father and I often did not return home until after the sun had set. I became agitated, disconnected. I could not return to a peaceful centered feeling without her, it seemed. My father noticed this, and spoke to me about the danger of allowing oneself to become energetically dependent upon another person, and decided to send me away to the Essenes learn how to quiet my mind for hours at a time. He said that it was wonderful that Mary and I had such good effect on each other, but that I needed to be a whole person without her, before I could join with her.

I was gone for many moons, many moons, and when I came back, I had indeed learned many things. I was infinitely calmer, at peace. Nothing could upset me. And I had learned much of the feminine divine and the masculine divine and the ways in which they intertwined in heaven and earth. I had learned to watch the heavens for signs, and to read in Sanskrit and some Egyptian.

When I returned almost two years had passed. Mary was almost 15, and I, 21, and the elders said that it was past time we married. They chose an auspicious date for our marriage, and we were told that in three months we would wed. We tried to see each other several times but it was not until the week before we marrying that we were able to see each other in private, and this time. We did kiss. We kissed and we kissed and then we sprang apart and we sprang together again. We did not wait for our mrraige to consummate our love and our passion, and this was the night that Jesus was conceived. Later when Mary did not have any bleeding for several months, and the women calculated her courses, everyone knew that we had not waited. We were supposed to have married, and then waited to consummate our marriage until the month afterwards when the timing was approved by the priests. But we did not wait, obviously, and the women knew, and they told their husbands. We experienced a small amount of censure for this, mostly from the priests, but most men and women laughed and poked us in the ribs and said that they, too, did not always wait. The women joked that it was a miracle she had conceived, this virgin bride. Years later, these jokes would be misunderstood by the foreigners who followed by son Jesus, by men who did not understand the intricacies of our language or our ways. In their land, a woman would never survive such an event, being shamed and shunned if she conceived before marriage. So they assumed it must be true, that it was a miracle and our gentle ribbing and her nickname of “Virgin” must be true, not merely good humour. This was only the first misunderstanding, and mis-construction by my son’s friends and followers, and certainly not the last.

End Channel.

 

 

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