It is written in the Psalms of David: “The heavens declare the Glory of God; day unto day uttereth speech, Night unto Night showeth knowledge...” It is during the time of night, a time of darkness, a time when the light of the sun, natural understanding, is darkened, that the greater glory of truth is awakened to us. The brightness of the sunlight, wonderful as it is to three-dimensional existence, blinds you to see the greater glory that is hidden in the stars. Some of those stars are a thousand times brighter and larger than our Sun. Some are as large in diameter as the total distance from our earth to the sun. Imagine that! There are worlds of truth beyond the borders of this present world.

Leaving The Present Knowing

I remember times when great disappointment flooded my heart and mind. Disappointed because life and reality was not the way I had imagined it in my spiritually awakened mind. Just because people had an experience of the Holy Spirit did not mean that they would not hurt one another! In fact they seemed more able to do s o than merely religious people. It was during those times, times of my greatest darkness, times when I felt as if I understood nothing and knew nothing, that I became willing to leave the world of my understanding and let go of some dearly held perceptions. That is the time when whole new worlds began to open up to me. I realized that the great understanding I had received was only great in this solar system of thought and that our solar system is only one star and its plan ets in a whole galaxy of stars called the Milky Way. And that beyond this galaxy there are untold billions of Stars of unimaginable glory waiting to be seen by us as we awaken in the Light of knowing that is coming from the Father of Light . We are awakening! Our time has come! “Father, the sleeper has awakened!”

Orion is one of those constellations of light that can be seen in the northern hemisphere. I remember when I was but 16 years old, walking home from a Baptist revival and looking at the stars as I waited for a car to stop. I remember those three stars in the belt of Orion. I know their names today: Mintaka, Alnilam and Alnitak. Back then I did not even know they had names, I just remember seeing them in their unique configuration. Nor did I know that for countless ages men had looked at those same three stars, marveled at them, night after night, year after year, century after century and eon after eon. I did not know there were three ancient Pyramids shrouded with mystery in the plain of Giza in Egypt. Pyramids that in their construction and design hold information about our earth and our solar system that modern man has only recently discovered. Three pyramids built in location and spaced apart in such a way as to be a perfect duplicate of the positions of the stars on the belt of Orion. Pyramids showing hidden knowledge and technical ability beyond what modern man knows and is able to do. I did not know that there were shafts in the great Pyramid that pointed to certain stars, shafts which, at the time of the building of the pyramid pointed to those very stars in Orion that I was looking at on a winter night in the 20th century after Christ.

Joseph And The Pathway Of Ascension

I vividly remember a time some 20 years later as I was standing in the midst of a group of people, seekers like myself, sharing some of that that was awakening in me. A man stepped into the doorway and I heard his unspoken thoughts about me. In his mind he said as he saw me standing there, “Oh, there is Rokus blowing off again.” I do not think I heard his exact words, I rather think I caught the vibration of his thought and clothed it with words myself. Nevertheless, the pain was excruciating for this was a man I walked with, had shared some of my journey with, in short, he was my brother. As I walked downstairs, still feeling the pain of rejection, I was given an article by Noreen Nichols on the tribes of Israel and the Stars. It said concerning Joseph that the blessing would be upon his head, he that was separate from his brethren. Could my life and experience somehow be related to that wonderful terrible story of Joseph and his brethren? To me those insights were brand new. I felt as if I was Joseph. I read the story of his life over and over again. He was favored of his father. (I suppose my bruised ego needed some help ). What I realized in those brief moments of pain, disappointment, and illumination was that this tremendous urge in me to express myself, to use words and language to conceive thoughts in men’s minds, was not a product of my ego as my lowered mind would have me believe but rather it was the pressure of a genetic destiny, a life mission to be walked out, a purpose to be fulfilled. Like Joseph’s brethren, whose anger and jealousy had to rule them for a season to create an experience of rejection for him, so some of my dear brethren have given their lives so that I, and many others like me, a messianic company, might live and become...live and become, for myself and for them and for all created realms, a body of breakthrough. A body of people who would break the chains of these lower worlds of thought and experience and restore to us the thoughts and understandings of our true existence. There was a long time when I struggled with resentment and pain over the seeming mistreatment that I saw being done to brethren. One day as I became so angry at the seeming mistreatment of one of my brethren by another, I broke out in tears asking God “Why am I so angry?” I was made to understand that it was my own inability to accept what seemed to be mistreatment of my brethren towards me that caused my anger towards others. That truly began a searching of heart and soul. You mean I was rejecting the very process of God in my life? You mean I was blaming my brethren for my experiences of rejection? I looked at Joseph’s life all over again. I realized it was Joseph that needed the experience in jail. It was his pathway to true self-realization… the throne of Egypt. The Throne is that place within yourself from which you rule the whole world. The very brethren that mistreated him were the ones who helped and served him in creating experiences for his evolutionary growth. For the first time I realized that forgiveness is necessary only until you understand. Once I understood the purpose of those experiences, I no longer needed to forgive those that helped me to create them. I became profoundly thankful for them. I became thankful for the experiences of rejection and misunderstanding and the people in my life that helped me to create those very experiences.

Awakening To A Pre-Mortal Memory

There are worlds within worlds, microcosms and macrocosms. The planets orbit the stars and the electrons orbit the atom. So our experience of reality lies in folds and layers that repeat themselves in time and space, repeating over and over until the dawn breaks, until our understanding opens and we remember. Remember, not something that happened in our childhood or our cellular beginnings, but remember something about ourselves that we knew before we ever came here. A pre-mortal memory, locked away in the cells of our DNA like a capsule ready to awaken at the appointed time or like a seed that must freeze and thaw in cycles until it can germinate into unfolding potential.

I was lying on my back on one of the beds that I had made for one of my children in an old school bus. I was so disappointed. My journey, begun with such hope and promise, was ending or seemed to be ending in such loss and disappointment. My whole being ached with indescribable pain…pain I did not even understand… pain no one had ever told me I could experience. As I was lying there, I looked out through one of the panes of glass and there, framed in the outline of the window was the constellation of Orion. Just like Joseph must have experienced it so many years ago as he laid there in the mud at the bottom of the pit. As he lay there, trying to grasp the meaning of his experience, he felt this gentle nudge urging him to turn over and look up. When he did he saw what I saw. Outlined in the circle of sky that was the opening of the pit, he saw the constellation of Orion. His constellation; the one he had seen in his dream. The dream, or rather the telling of it, that caused all the trouble in the first place. A dream where all the twelve constellations bowed to his constellation. Great questions surged through my soul. You mean that in some strange way, this experience of total loss and disappointment was pre-ordained for me to experience? You mean that in the unfolding of time, one went before us to focus our life experience of dimensional breakthrough in his own personal experience? With his own flesh, his eleven brothers, his own father, like the twelve signs of the Zodiac, the sun and the moon, he and they, together acting out a heavenly drama in earthly events so that you and I, when the crises of the ages has come upon us, might find courage and joy in our ascending process? Ascending not to an earthly throne and earthly orders of power and control, but to places and dimensions, eternal consciousness, withheld from man for long ages, regained in truth and understanding to provide the validation and spiritual power to bring the great awakening to all earth realms. Ascending to elevate all things, each by their own degree, to inaugurate the age that is now dawning upon man and upon creation.

As is so often said in the holy writ: “Who was a figure of Him who was to come.” Joshua, the one who caused the children of Israel to enter the Promised Land, is described by Paul the Apostle as a type of Jesus who brings his people into a true rest. Likewise Moses is seen as a foreshadowing of the messiah when he himself said: “A Prophet like unto me... Him will you hear!” You can feel the frustration in Moses’ words to the three million people who grudgingly followed him for forty cantankerous years. As an onion has layers within layers so is the unfolding of divine intent. That same one who was imaged in so many ways in figures and similitudes, he himself also is a figure and a similitude of that one that is to come and is now appearing. Not now a great charismatic leader or a powerful individual but a body of people truly connected.

Not connected so much in belief systems and ethics, although these too will find a great merging, but rather an experience of oneness that transcends all those elements that always brought war and separation. Truly the cause of separation was never in those events that demonstrated or made separation manifest but rather it lay in the thought forms and the programming from which men and women drew their inspiration, their motivational energy. The oneness that this body of people is experiencing does not come from negating or removing all those things that seemingly have hindered us, causing all these centuries of war and separation. Their oneness comes rather from an inner knowing, an awakening, and a quickened consciousness. These in their very cellular structure are remembering a programming placed there long ages ago, a truth, a realization, and it is simply this: We cannot ever achieve or create oneness… the truth is that we have always been one. There never was a time that we were ever separated from each other or our heavenly Father; it is only in our minds that we accepted these illusions, illusions that helped us to live and occupy this third dimensional realm, this plane of flesh.

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