He asked our mother, “What is everybody on the planet doing at the same time?”

I overheard this. My mother replied, “Everybody on the planet is breathing at the same time.”

The wise man gave her his answer.

He replied “That all living things are growing.”

He gave our mother some money to give to us children. Though, after I grew up, I realized that everyone is guaranteed to die.

But thanks to “A Course in Miracles”, I learned that there is no death and to stop worrying about it. Such a happy guarantee.

– The author of this spiritual story is appreciated and unknown.

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I began to pray…

At first it didn't work because the boy was still hurting my son's friend and then I saw our Superintendent's son who had always been a bully with my three children. I prayed for him to help out my son's friend but to use his fighting ways for a good purpose, and to my surprise, he went over and helped my son's friend by firmly squeezing the back of the outsider's neck.

As he did this I prayed for no overly force but to use his fighting abilities for good… he let go and the outsider left. The moral of the story is that I taught someone, through prayer, how to use his fighting abilities for good. It ended the fight with just one grip of his hand, as a result of my prayers.

This spiritual story was written by Amanda Garbutt.

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They're not supposed to get uppity.

That's not their job. What a nightmare I had. Wow. I felt I was lost in an Alice in Wonderland dream and every thing had a mind of its own. That occasionally the flowers would come along and water me and plant me in the ground and that I was just to look pretty and not say any thing.

Sometimes when I have a really unusual dream I try to get in touch with activities I had recently been experiencing that may have precipitated the dream. I often get some insight into something in my psyche that needs healing or at least needs to be expressed. Later on that day after the flower dream, I was sitting on the couch trying to recall what it is or was about flowers I needed to recall, when before long I found myself back into the dream. This is really weird. I know I'm definitely awake, sitting on the couch, and yet I am experiencing this dream full blown. Wow. Double wow. I'm aware of having multiple thoughts, simultaneously. I'm aware that I have a choice to go back into the dream completely, or just continue to lightly observe and not be in it. And I'm also aware that I can observe myself observing myself observing the dream.

I also have the imagery of looking into a mirror which is facing another mirror in which I can see myself reflected over and over and over and over, ad infinitum, like The Hallelujah Chorus of Handel's Messiah: FOR EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER… I can even hear that glorious Heaven sent music as I'm visualizing this scene, or dream. I'm also thinking this would make a wonderful esoteric movie. If only there were some way to translate what I am experiencing to a huge movie screen with surround around sound. And then the scene shifts, and suddenly I am in a field surrounded by flowers. And I feel I've been thrust into one of my favorite movies called “Brother Sun, Sister Moon” about St. Francis. I remember how healing it feels to be surrounded by a sea of flowers. I am really experiencing it. It is like being in a Hot tub with the perfect water temperature and being cradled in the arms of God at the same time.

Then suddenly I'm shifted into a new dream. I am about four years old and had a bad dream and my mother is holding me in her lap and rocking in a rocking chair and some how this is happening simultaneously with being in the field of healing flowers. One of my favorite expressions is flower related. “Bloom where you are planted”. And a few lines from A Course in Miracles: also include flowers as part of analogy: “There is a light in you which cannot die; whose presence is so holy that the world is sanctified because of you. All things that live bring gifts to you, and offer them in gratitude and gladness at your feet. The scent of flowers is their gift to you. The waves bow down before you, and the trees extend their arms to shield you from the heat, and lay their leaves before you on the ground that you may walk in softness, while the wind sinks to a whisper round your holy head. Who could feel fear in such a world as this? It welcomes you, rejoices that you came, and sings your praises as it keeps you safe from every form of danger and of pain. It offers you a warm and gentle home in which to stay a while. It blesses you throughout the day, and watches through the night as silent guardian of your holy sleep. It sees salvation in you, and protects the light in you, in which it sees its own. It offers you its flowers and its snow, in thankfulness for your benevolence. In you is all of Heaven. Every leaf that falls is given life in you. Each bird that ever sang will sing again in you. And every flower that ever bloomed has saved its perfume and its loveliness for you.”

And then I hear a whiney ego voice say: “These flowers are not healing for hay fever sufferers.” And now my peace feels shattered and it feels I'm playing tennis against myself and I have to decide which player to root for. Then I remember an expression “these flowers are rooting for you”, and “this bud's for you.” Then I wake up from the dream and I realize that I was again dreaming. I dream and then I dream I am dreaming and now I wonder am I awake now? I recall a statement made by the Chinese sage Chung Tsu. He had a dream he was a butterfly. When he awoke he stated: “Am I Chung Tsu dreaming I'm a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I'm Chung Tsu.”

Or is this whole thing a dream. One of the most spiritual songs there is and you won't find in too many hymnals goes like this: Row, row , row your boat gently DOWN the stream Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream.” Notice the emphasis is going gently down stream with the current. And notice also there are four “merrilys” for three “rows”. And finally “Life is but a dream”. So there you have it. Call it Alan's Sermon mounted on a row boat.

This spiritual story was written by Alan Dolit , a long time Course in Miracles student/teacher and enjoy writing short stories for the fun of it. He has written around 200 of them, some of which could be considered “spiritual,” and some that might not be.

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Justin had called to her to stop, but he didn't try to follow her. After laying there for several moments, Marian started reviewing the history of their relationship. They met a year previously. Not long after they met, she started getting migraine headaches. It's not that she didn't have them before, but the intensity and frequency increased during the past year. She was also aware that during the past year the thought of Mary Magdalene came to her mind often. In fact she thought that in a previous incarnation she may even have been her. Not that she necessarily believed in reincarnation or was religious in any sense. In fact, she very rarely even attended any church. After she recovered her breath, she looked at the book she grabbed. It was the bible. How funny. She started to laugh. It had been many years since she had read the bible. After a while she felt more relaxed and closed her eyes for a short nap.

Upon opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was mountains. Where could these large mountains possibly have come from. What is going on? They weren't there when she first lay down. Then she recalled that the last words she remembered reading were from Matthew with Jesus speaking the words: “For most assuredly I tell you, if you have faith as a grain of mustard seed, you will tell this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,' and it will move; and nothing will be impossible to you.” She thought that this passage on faith was possibly the quintessential teaching of Jesus. But where was her faith now? As Marian was lying on the beach pondering her situation, she heard and saw a group of men about a hundred yards away coming towards her. They were wearing biblical type robes and had long black beards and looked just like characters from central casting. One even looked like Jesus. Now the penny dropped. Of course. They are making a movie about the life of Jesus, and the mountains are just a prop.

As they approached she waved to them but they seemed not to notice her. In fact they were animatedly engaged in conversation with each other, mostly with the Jesus character. They seemed to be speaking in a foreign language, and yet somehow she was able to understand what they were talking about. They were only a few feet from her and no one noticed her at all. In fact they walked through her as though she weren't there. She tried to touch one of them but it was as if he were made of air. She shouted and screamed to no avail. They continued walking down the beach. In her mind she thought she heard Jesus say: “Mary, follow me”, but she really didn't believe it. Beside her name was Marian not Mary. After a moment when the procession was about 50 yards from where she was, she felt impelled to follow them.

Some how she had been transported back into history some two thousand years. But we'll let Marian continue in her own words: “This is unreal as though I slipped into the twilight zone. I'm either in a time warp or perhaps I've died. Or perhaps this is some sort of out of body experience. My senses all seem to be working. I don't know what is happening. I don't recognize anything. It reminds me of the Wizard of Oz movie in which Dorothy is transported via a tornado to some where over the rainbow. Only here nobody can sense my presence. I don't know what to make of any of this, but for now I'll just follow them. How utterly strange. I've never been very religious except for my early years when I was a teenager. I had given up my formal religious beliefs while still a teenager and now consider myself an agnostic, even though I sometimes believe in reincarnation. Oh well I'll just tag along and see what develops, since I don't know what else to do.

“They are going in to a building. I follow them in. They go up a long dark staircase. I feel frightened. I momentarily lose sight of them . The building is totally dark. I don't have any way to produce light, so I feel my way against the wall. As I ascend it seems to be getting lighter. I must be going into some sort of loft which has windows and skylights. I can hear voices. I reach the top of the staircase, and hear and see the men. They are sitting around a long table. I have a feeling that this is the Last Supper, only they are seated around the table and not all on one side of it as I've seen depicted in paintings. Most of them are in a somber mood. Only Jesus is in good spirits. The men sense that something serious is afoot and that they will never be together again. The men express their concerns to Jesus and he just waves his hands and says something like “Not to worry, God is in charge no matter what happens.”

“Several women show up. They are from some sort of catering service, and pile many platters laden with food of all varieties on the table and leave. Jesus blesses the food and takes food from each dish. The other men follow suit. After Jesus tastes the first item he exclaims: ” Wow Peter, you really ought to try this fish, it is delicious.” He takes twelve different items and as he tastes each item he makes a similar comment to each disciple in turn. It is as though he is deliberately trying to lighten the mood as everyone is so upset. Judas is really the most upset, he won't even eat. Jesus says to him, “Judas eat something for Christ's sake. You'll need your strength for what you need to do”. I think he is saying this remark tongue in cheek.

I note that as Jesus picks an item of food and addresses each person, he makes light of the item. Literally. Whatever he touches, light shines forth from it. I watch the disciples' countenance lighten up as Jesus does this. All except Judas. He keeps getting more and more uptight and finally blurts out : “Jesus, for God's sake, will you stop with the parlor games already? This is a very serious moment.” Jesus laughs and throws a chicken leg at him. But before Judas can catch it, it turns into a live chicken and flies away. This is the last straw for Judas. He runs from the room. After everyone had eaten Jesus dismisses the remainder and says he needs to meditate for a while.

“After the last one leaves, Jesus looks directly at me and says: “Hello Mary, its been a long time. Thanks for coming.” This totally frightens me. Jesus says: “Don't be afraid. I sent for you.” There are no accidents. This is all carefully planned out. You may have noticed how I've been enjoying each item of food. Well why not. Its the last food I'll ever eat. We don't have much time so listen carefully. They'll be coming for me in a short while. It has to be this way. If I live to a ripe old age, my message of peace, love and joy and especially forgiveness, will be totally lost to antiquity. I have to have a dramatic show biz exit. You were correct about Mary Magdalene. You are her reincarnation. And guess what. Justin is Judas's reincarnation. You have never forgiven Judas for betraying me. That is why you are together now. You still haven't forgiven, that is why you still get migraine headaches. However now you have the opportunity to choose again. You know that forgiveness is the key to happiness and also good health. Don't jump to conclusions about Justin. Go back and listen to him. Trust and faith will settle every problem now.

One last thing Mary… Marian, Judas is only fulfilling his assigned role. The human condition will always need someone or something to project guilt on to. Either another person in the form of anger, or to our own body in the form of illness. The only solution to projection is forgiveness. I can hear them coming for me now. Smile Mary, you're on God's candid camera. I'll see you in your dreams. Listen to me. I will never leave you comfortless.” I hear a commotion outside. There is Judas with a group of soldiers. “There he is” shouted Judas pointing at Jesus. He really does look like Justin, I notice. Judas says to Jesus in a softer voice “You're still here. I thought I wouldn't see you again”

“Then all of a sudden I am back on the beach. Every thing is back to normal. I see Justin running toward me. “You're still here. I thought I wouldn't see you again. Marian, I love you. I tried to tell you, but you had already gone. That woman is my cousin and she is bringing over a present to us. It was meant to be a surprise. There is no one else in my life. Truly.” We embraced. At this point I felt I had truly forgiven Justin and Judas. After we returned to the cabin and were lying in bed that evening Justin said: “You know Marian, it was the strangest thing, I heard a voice telling me to wait about an hour and then go find you. The voice told me precisely where you would be lying and that all would be forgiven. It seemed that in fact I was being forgiven for something that had occurred a long time ago. Perhaps even in a different lifetime. I don't know why but I had the strangest sensation that it was Jesus who was directing me to find you”. I smiled and decided not to say anything about the experience I had had. Right after I had forgiven Justin/Judas my migraines cleared up and haven't returned. Thank you Jesus.”

This spiritual story was written by Alan Dolit , a long time Course in Miracles student/teacher and enjoy writing short stories for the fun of it. He has written around 200 of them, some of which could be considered “spiritual,” and some that might not be.

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I realize that my brothers and I, when we listen to the KEGO frequencies, do not experience peace or joy. However we seem to be addicted to KEGO. It is like a drug. In truth, I realize that when we do listen to KEGO channels, we are really looking for KGOD in all the wrong places. The good news is that I now have a new program guide called A Course In Miracles. I now know how to find KGOD, and I listen to KEGO with less and less frequency. When all my blocks to the awareness of KLOVE'S presence are removed, and I accept the attunement for myself by making adjustment in the fine tuning of my CD, I will remove the knob and stay tuned to KGOD all the time to listen for my next assignment. When my CD stops functioning properly, I will not join a 12 step program for dysfunctional communication devices.

I will have received my final traveling orders to come Home to where I have always been and will once again remember to laugh for I will have gotten the punch line to this cosmic joke we call LIFE. When the coroner finds my lifeless body, he will have to come up with a new classification e.g. “Cause of death…Body became dis-spirited”, and he will turn my non functional Communication Device in to Radio Shack.

This spiritual story was written by Alan Dolit , a long time Course in Miracles student/teacher and enjoy writing short stories for the fun of it. He has written around 200 of them, some of which could be considered “spiritual,” and some that might not be.

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