Brent S

I copied this from the longest and most detailed out-of-body experience shared in my book, "Bringing Heaven Home: We Were Never Meant to Do It Alone." I was experiencing some very intense personal trials at the time, and as I opened my heart to surrender the outcome, an energy moved through my body that caused me to feel I was having a heart attack. I then felt my heart explode and found myself out of my body. At the time of these experiences I was very Mormon (ie. only exposing myself to religious ideas that were officially sanctioned by the church). While some of the things I experienced on the other side were consistent with my Mormon belief system, ideas I was shown about the transition of the earth are much closer to New Age and/or Hindu beliefs about the structure of consciousness. In hindsight, I am fascinated how God could use symbols from my Mormon faith to teach me about ideas that are much more present in other systems of belief: ******* BEGIN QUOTATION ******** By this time, the feeling inside me had progressed to a sensation similar to my first experience coming through the veil, although much more intense. It was not unlike taking hold of an electric fence. Although it was joyful, it was very powerful, like the pulsating vibration of divine electricity flowing through my being. I could feel every molecule in my body as though each had accelerated thousands of times. This electric, pins-and-needles sensation was causing my whole body to go numb. I could not feel the borders of my body anymore. I distinctly recall the sensation of surprise when I could no longer feel my face or lips. I was simply an intense tingling that made it hard for me to distinguish my own body from the world around me. I could not have imagined the feeling growing any stronger, but it did. It erupted in my belly like a supernova. The same tingling that was taking place all over my body was now in my belly, but hundreds of times stronger and faster. There was nothing but a blissful awareness of this intense energy. As I surrendered any remaining resistance into that energy, it began to move. The erupting-supernova feeling started to ascend upward toward my heart. When it entered my heart, I suddenly became afraid. The tingling appeared to me to be physical. It was like my heart was palpitating thousands of times faster than it should. I had the thought that if this continued, my heart was going to explode. At first my reaction was fear. I began to feel the fear of loss of everything and everyone that I loved. I saw my wife and children. I felt the pain of loss. But then, I thought, “If it is my time, then I accept.” I determined to surrender with full trust in God. In preparation for what was to follow, I told Jenn that I was closing my eyes. I was not sure what was going to happen next, but trusted that it would be ok. I told her I was going to go with God and even if it took me several days to surface (eg I might look like I was dead or dying for several days), not to disturb me—what was happening was of God. As soon as I closed my eyes and let go, my heart exploded. I was free from the normal constraints of the body, and I immediately came forth into the most beautiful light I have ever seen. I say “seen,” but it is probably more appropriate to say “felt,” because I was not seeing with my physical eyes. I was feeling this light and perceiving it with a sensation not unlike vision. People from all cultures who see God spontaneously in visions and in near-death experiences often describe a light brighter than all comprehension. They describe God as thousands or even millions of times brighter than the sun. In the big bang, scientists speculate that the heat was so intense that the atoms that give off light in the sun by undergoing nuclear fusion would have literally melted; the nuclear forces that hold atoms together could not exist in the presence of such a high energetic vibration. I have pondered a joy so intense that one’s body becomes bright enough that it has a molecular energy that could literally melt the sun. The light I was experiencing in that moment felt like that – that the molecules that make up my body would have completely come apart in the intensity of the joy and love that was coursing through my being. I had the distinct impression that if my body had been with me, it would have died. I was weeping all over. Most notably, there was no judgment whatsoever. There was no fear. There was only this overwhelming love-joy in everything. Understanding of almost every event in my life up to that point came flooding into me. It was like being connected to the internet of God where knowledge on every subject became instantaneously available. It was also like having an expanded processor that could process information on hundreds of different tangents in parallel. The information downloaded, was understood, and then all the tangential questions on each line of new information were immediately answered in the same fashion all in parallel in a single moment in time. While I remember the overwhelming joy of comprehension in the sensations that came with the flood of information, I only have traces of those memories left. I saw with great joy every aspect of my life. Even the hardest and most difficult portions suddenly seemed perfect, as if everything had been according to a great and divine wisdom. There was a feeling of having arrived, of having graduated in some way. It felt like I was never going to have to suffer again and that whatever state I had just entered into was going to be available to me from that point on. I would learn in coming months that there is no time or space in heaven the way we experience them on earth. Everything I saw about my life in the future was experienced as if it were already a reality in the present moment. There was no separation from the future and the experience I was having; consequently, I did not understand time in that state. I could not see that in earth time there may be months or years intervening before the actual occurrence. Specifically, with respect to the understanding that I would have no more suffering, I was unaware that I still had the biggest trials in my life to come. However, in this moment heaven allowed me the luxury of feeling that I would never lose that state again. I’m not sure how long I sat in the light luxuriating in a feeling that has been described by others I know who have had near-death experiences as “an orgasm times a thousand,” but after a time I saw a figure approaching me in white. On the other side, knowledge comes before you ask for it. I knew who it was before he had even arrived. I felt his energy immediately, even as he appeared in my sight. This was the experience I had been waiting for most of my life. My whole being thrilled with light. Indeed, there was another explosion in my heart that took me as much higher than the joy I was experiencing only moments before as the original explosion had taken me from my mortal state. If I thought I had known bliss in the moments before, now I knew something far more intense. Like an amoeba in a single drop of water that suddenly feels the expanse of being placed into a bucket of water, then the wonder at being placed into the enormity of a pond, followed by the incomprehensible magnitude of an ocean, so too did my joy expand. This feeling was brighter than the previous experience in the way that the full moon is brighter than the stars. I wept and wept as I came into the presence of Jesus. He embraced me with more love and tenderness than anything I have ever known. When I finally settled down enough to hear, he began to speak to me. He talked to me about my life and the events I had experienced. But his words were not the point. Rather, they were the trigger point for consciousness to then expand and experience lifetimes of understanding and expansion surrounding each word being articulated. It was experiential learning where to hear was to understand through becoming the information itself. Each word was an unfolding revelation on multiple layers of experience and understanding all of which took place without losing the rhythm of conversation. There was no judgment whatsoever from Him. It was more like an unveiling of truth that liberated me from any self-judgment I might have had. It brought understanding to everything I had been through. It allowed me to see my life through his eyes, through the eyes of a love and wisdom beyond anything I could have comprehended before. Everything, even my biggest mistakes, had been perfect. Beyond perfect, I saw them as the key ingredient in the experience of unfolding salvation I was then receiving. They unfolded before my eyes in colors and descriptions beyond language, holiness unspeakable. Understanding this allowed me to let go and experience grace and love at a level I never could have imagined before. He continued talking to me, showing me things that would shortly take place in my life. I saw people and circumstances in my life, many of which I do not choose to share here because they are still sacred to my heart. But I saw each in context with events leading up to the transition of the earth. As with the impressions I had immediately before my heart exploded, these events were curiously absent of any hints of destruction. Again, not to say that there were no catastrophic events, just in my field of vision, their existence or lack thereof was unimportant relative to the pure joy of what I saw unfolding upon the earth. In fact, it did not even occur to me until several weeks afterward that I had not been shown any of the destructions I had been so worried about in my in-depth review of scripture and the near-death experiences of others. The idea of apocalyptic destruction had been so completely removed from my mind that it actually took someone asking me if I saw anything related to this to realize the change that had taken place in my perspective. I had no desire whatsoever to dwell on the negative; all I could see was the joy of what was to come. Beyond personal details, what Jesus shared with me about the transition of the earth was more of an understanding related to consciousness and the mechanism by which the transition would occur. As he spoke, he showed me how all life was interconnected. There was a field of shared consciousness that extended beyond just people into animals, plants, and the earth itself. All of creation had its basis in this network. Specifically, I saw there was a shared field of beliefs, perspectives, and understandings common to humanity that was responsible for the way the world shows up and how we experience it. Most of these beliefs were operative well beneath the level of conscious awareness. These beliefs, when imprinted on the light that is in all things, acts like a sort of programming that shapes the light, creating the perceived limits in our mortal bodies and the conditions for our experience. This in turn constructs a sort of veil, obscuring the higher states from our awareness. I saw that the way we perceive beliefs in the world is backward. We tend to take ownership of our beliefs, as if we alone were the authors, or as if our experiences originated the beliefs. The beliefs, in our understanding, are insubstantial and unrelated to anyone else. However, in the space I was in, I saw the beliefs almost like independent life forces that are responsible for creating the bodily experience of humanity, similar to how a web of computer programs dictates the limits of our online experience. That is, few of us are responsible for creating the programming in our online browsers that shape the way we experience the internet. Rather, we choose what to “download” that creates our internet experience for us. Most online users accept the browser offered on their computer almost without any awareness that there is another option. Our choice to blindly accept the program further contributes to its popularity along with the ongoing illusion that there is no other way to experience the internet. In this way, we do not create the programs that shape our online experience, but “opt-in” to the programs that create for us. It is only when we realize that the best programs are not always the ones that came preinstalled on the computer, or alternatively that we have the ability to write our own programs, that we stop being controlled by the web and start rewriting it for ourselves and others. Our beliefs are like that web of programs. They are the programs of life itself dictating the height, the width, and the depth of our mortal experience. They are the boundaries of life as we understand it and the force that is responsible for creating the appearance of separation from God. Just like with the internet, the beliefs exist independently of any individual, and yet depend on humanity as a whole being plugged into them for their survival and evolution. They dictate the strengths and weaknesses of our bodies, which then create our individual experiences that reinforce our acceptance of the web of beliefs as reality. This is a form of self-perpetuating, circular logic designed to prevent humanity from awakening prematurely. We simply do not see the force behind the development of the attitudes and understandings we arrive at or how those understandings are limiting our potential experience in this life. The purpose in the blinding of humanity to begin with was not directly apparent to me. That is, I could not understand it from a mortal cause-and-effect type of logic. Rather, I simply saw the joy, the holiness, and the bliss that erupted in connection with our mortal experience, and I understood that it simply was that way. There was no need to ask the question why, because it just was. It just made sense. I saw that the joy of the unveiling of the heavens in the eyes of all who were upon the earth in that day was made more brilliant because of our formerly blinded state. Similar to how a surprise party is all the more exhilarating when the secret is kept until the last moment when everyone jumps out yelling, “Surprise!” Only, in this instance, it was not an intellectual secret, but a secret of having our hearts covered from unimaginable love, acceptance, healing, and joy. In the experiential vision Jesus was communicating to me, I saw that the timing of that “surprise party” was not set the way we set a date on a calendar. Rather, it was dependent on shifts in human consciousness. It was an event that we were co-creating with God through the way we interact with the programs inside of our bodies and the field of human consciousness. Therefore, the exact day and time were not set until it arrived, because we were still changing events through our faith. There was a connection between our individual awakening from that web of programming and the manifestation of an external joy that exceeds all comprehension upon the earth. The very programs which limited our current perception of heaven also limited our faith to receive and allow the experience of heaven on earth in the present moment. Those programs locked us into a semi-permanent cycle of negative creation, reinforcing limiting belief, which then reinforced experience. The programs had to be penetrated in a deep and transformational way. I understood that the type of experience I was then having with Jesus was an example of experiencing joy and light in a way that unplugs the body from the web of beliefs. Just having the experience would dissolve some of the programs that were inside of me; in fact, it was impossible for it to do otherwise. The same way that discovering your parents placing gifts around the tree on Christmas morning would start dissolving belief around Santa, so too did intimately experiencing God in any degree start dissolving the veil and the limitations of the mortal body. I also saw how the softening of subconscious limiting beliefs within an individual affected the entire field of interconnected consciousness that went into creating our collective veil. A single person resolving what seemed to be their personal inner trauma could help shift perspectives for all of humanity. It was like we all suffered from the same inner knot of subconscious programs. To loosen the knot that binds you also loosens the knot that binds every other person. Therefore, in order for the earth to rise up, there needed to be a shift in global consciousness. I saw that there were people all over the earth who would begin to penetrate the veil created by that consciousness, thereby connecting to the heavenly state of joy and bringing it into their bodies. I understand now that those individuals were like seeds sewn in a variety of different faiths and backgrounds with the purpose of elevating the whole. It was not only Christian consciousness that needed to be raised, but all branches of understanding and experiencing God wherever they were found in the world. The individuals Jesus showed me in my personal life were just a few of that number. By virtue of our interactions with each other, we would help each other further release the limits of programming within the body that create the veil. All of those who had entered the world with a similar purpose appeared to me as so many lights across the surface of the earth. Some were brighter than others. I understood that each of these were experiencing aspects of the Divine in different degrees. These individuals were almost without number. There was divine wisdom behind the precise timing of who was present on the earth now and who was yet to come. Each had a role to play in loosening the knot that bound the consciousness of the human family. Each had come to loosen the knot associated with their particular culture, family, and belief system. As each released the deepest beliefs in their respective cultures and socioeconomic circumstances, it affected the entire network of programs giving rise to the matter in this world and our experience of it. This in turn caused the vibration of the earth itself to rise, leading to a raising of the vibration of everyone still on the earth. I understood that every individual who penetrated the veil of limiting belief separating us from God loosened the knot, making it easier for the next person. Similar to how colonial explorers discovered a path, which was subsequently followed by pioneers, railroads, cars, and finally planes, so too does every person who breaks through the veil make the path easier for the next. Every person who penetrates that space sends ripples throughout the whole network of beliefs forming the veil, challenging its structural integrity. Once a critical threshold is reached, the whole network collapses and all who are still present on the earth will emerge into heavenly space in a single euphoric moment. Just like how popcorn starts to pop one kernel at a time, but suddenly a critical heat is reached and the whole bag begins to explode, so too would the hearts of those on the earth begin to burst with understanding and heavenly joy. I understood that this whole process was the faith spoken of in scripture that was to precede the miracle. Only I saw this type of faith was not the one commonly practiced in the religions of the world; the emphasis was not on self-righteous obedience and sacrifice to external law. Heaven had never been brought down to earth through all the sacrifice and obedience in thousands of years. Rather, the type of faith that was responsible for changing the world we live in was the faith born of a complete transformation of consciousness. It was the collective faith that came from thousands or even hundreds of thousands of individuals penetrating the veil of programming that separates us from the moment-to-moment experience of the Divine. It was the faith that comes from the rewriting of our programs, including our religious programs, in the face of the actual experience of God. The new programs written from the experience of God then sent out a new instruction into the light, bringing back a new reality. This is similar to how the image in the mirror does not change until we do. It is the change deep within us that is reflected in the world around us. I saw that for this process to be accelerated to the point that the earth could receive the revelation that Jesus desired to give, there needed to be a few people who went deeper into the heavenly space and brought back a near fullness of that light into their mortal bodies. I was not given a number, only the understanding that a smaller subset of those penetrating the veil would find joy in going deeper and deeper. Effectively, these people would raise their vibration so high that it would pull the whole earth with them and all those who were on the face of it, similar to how just one or two people with phenomenal scores on a test raise the average of the whole class. These individuals along with all who penetrated the veil in any degree, were the leavening Jesus spoke of that could raise the whole. It only took a few to alter the course of transition. The transition of the earth did not need to be traumatic. It could be joyful. Even if some few participants still chose to create drama, the rest of us did not have to participate in it. We could choose to “unplug” from those programs. We were not victims; we could choose to create our own path of transition. In fact, I was instructed in later months to no longer use my faith to fuel apocalyptic scenarios. Rather, I was to put all of my attention and awareness into joyful transition for both myself and as many in the world as were open to receive it. My question for you is how might it affect your life and the world as a whole if each of us unplugged from those negative programs too? Whether in the form of conspiracy theories, the nightly news, apocalyptic scripture, or other doomsday beliefs, what programs are you powering through your attention and heart-felt belief? I invite you to unplug from these now and start pondering what you would like to create instead. I saw the magnitude of the revelation that Jesus desires to give. It was far too large to be understood by the limited spiritual awareness that most people now have upon the earth. We understand through words and through the filter of our experience, which filter is one of fear, guilt, and shame. I saw that it was impossible for him to communicate his revelation within the bounds of our language defined through mortal experience. Without a change in our ability to hear on all layers of our being in a way similar to what I was then doing, his coming would be wasted. This hearing was experiential love and bliss beyond measure. As I contemplated the revelation Jesus wants to give, I saw the explosion of the hearts of so many countless people around the world, each coming into a state of joy, love, and bliss beyond comprehension – to the point of overwhelming tears of gratitude. The joy of those explosions were contributing to all others around them exploding in virtually the same moment. I saw that there were some few who had become so clear from the programs of the earth that they not only experienced their own joy, which was astronomical, but the joy of all those around them too. It was like an exponential reaction, where they could feel the eruption in others’ hearts, which then magnified their own to the point of a whole new explosion, a whole new state of joy beyond comprehension. I felt the desire to be among those who could feel the joy of the whole earth, among those who went deeper and deeper into divine space. I also felt the open invitation. It did not feel to me like God was placing limits upon anyone. Rather, the limits were simply the desires in our own hearts. I know at this point that much of what people see in near-death experiences and related visions is symbolic. We see it as literal, but do not understand that the heavens communicate through symbols. Our mortal minds try to fit the heavenly communication back into a form that we can understand and relate to. We try to take that which is beautiful and cannot be contained in our earthly words and put it into a box so that we can understand it and communicate it to others. In talking about the revelation or return of Jesus, I realize it does not matter if that return is physical in the way that much of Christianity expects it or if it is symbolic of a revelation of Christ consciousness the way that New Age proponents speak of it. In my heart, I found joy in the idea that Jesus would personally come. It was part of my heaven. And that idea was the key to unlocking the joy I was then experiencing in my conversation with Jesus and the understanding that was unfolding upon me. However, whether Christ is to return physically or symbolically, that joy is beyond measure. And in either event the revelation cannot be given without a people whose consciousness has raised to the point that they can receive it. For the revelation cannot come with the words that humankind speaks. It is a revelation that speaks at the level of the heart. All this time, I continued to receive downloads through the heavenly internet that searched out dozens of tangents on every word spoken and brought the full understanding into my being without interrupting the conversation. There was far more communicated that was not spoken than in what was spoken. Some questions he did answer directly with the words of his mouth. As I pondered the changes to come, I was overwhelmed with joy. But for the first time I began to ponder the earthly reality of how this experience would affect my life. I felt limited in my ability to act on what I felt I was being given. I saw the bounds of religious and societal authority that I still respected deeply. I had made promises to God to stay subservient. So, my heart expressed the question already knowing that there was an answer in the love and intelligence that enveloped me, What do I do with this information? How do I reconcile what I am seeing with the promises I have made? Without even having to ask, Jesus saw the questions in my heart and spoke to them. He told me he was changing my relationship to the world around me and its authority. Specifically, he spoke to me of promises I had made to him at the time of my baptism and later in the temple. He helped me to see their purpose and fulfillment in my life. He then symbolically took those promises from off of me by removing my clothing and placed a robe of radiant light upon me which he said would always be with me. I was under a new relationship with God in which I was to learn from direct connection with my Heavenly Father. I was to follow those things He put in my heart and no longer put others between us. Jesus knew the effect this change in relationship would have on the fears in my inactive body when I returned to the world. While I felt nothing but joy in what he was showing me, my deepest fear had been that I might somehow hurt another person. I especially feared that in my desire to help, I would somehow be misunderstood. Specifically, I feared that the joy I was being exposed to in heavenly visions would disrupt the joy that those I loved took in their religious life. Further, I valued and took joy in many of their beliefs. How could I balance my joy in heavenly expansion with the need those around me had for stability and structure in what they knew? How could I balance it with my own need for stability? I feared I did not have the wisdom or experience necessary to balance these seemingly opposite objectives. I did not feel like any choice I made could possibly satisfy both. Addressing the potential for fear and hurt in my body, Jesus then showed me the ongoing role and purpose of my religion in the world. It was beautiful, and I rejoiced in it. I saw their contribution in lifting people with a certain narrative and subset of desires in preparation for the revelation Jesus would bring. He also showed me how my own path would differ from theirs, at least for a time. It wasn’t that I was prohibited from still participating with them or even that they would necessarily reject me. It is just that while I also desired to serve God, my understanding in how to do so and what that meant would lead me to interact differently with those around me. I would no longer “fit in.” I saw that as I continued to have experiences with heaven, that divide in understanding would increase. And I did not want to disrupt the ordered and systematic beauty in their journey just because I was having a different experience. I did not want to disrupt their beliefs, and Jesus was showing me that I did not have to. There was a better way. I saw that my contribution would be most joyful among those who had an inner narrative similar to my own, not in disrupting the perspective of those who found joy in their existing narrative. In the state that I was in, this potential change in relationship with those in my religion was not sad in the least. It made sense; it answered the unasked questions of my heart. Everything Jesus showed me continued to expand my heart and fill me with a new kind of hope and joy. In fact, never at any time had I felt more joy in my being than in this moment. As our conversation on the transition of the earth drew to a close, my heart turned to another question. It was my belief that when Jesus came to me that he would also lead me into the presence of God. My heart now trembled with increasing excitement like a child on Christmas morning as I remembered that belief. Jesus, again reading the joy in my heart, asked me, “Would you like me to take you into the presence of Father? He would like to see you.” My answer was given without words. No sooner thought, than there was a third explosion in my heart as we came through another veil. And as the glory of the sun exceeds that of the moon, so too did this joy exceed all of the joy and love I had felt until that moment. Jesus led me into the presence of the being I knew as my Heavenly Father. Some Christians feel that Jesus is the same as God the Father. In this instance, I saw them as two separate beings. In that state, I remembered Father as though I had known him forever. That relationship was not formal or stoic the way we learn in prayer, but it was loving and familial beyond belief. I crumbled in that love which, if it were possible, exceeded Jesus’s own love for me. He was not the stern man I once believed Him to be. I did not need intercession with Him. Rather, He was the very Love that Jesus embodied. He embraced me with as much tenderness, if not more tenderness, than Jesus had done. I thought surely my being would come undone as a result of this joy. Again, I found myself weeping uncontrollably. Father proceeded to show me the same things Jesus had shown me. Only, it did not feel like a repetition. From His lips, it felt like a new-and-everlasting revelation of joy. I would have listened to Him forever. His revelation also seemed to expand my former understanding, giving me deeper insights into what Jesus had discussed with me. He also confirmed Jesus’s words to me with respect to my new relationship with Him. I was no longer to place others between me and my experience of learning through His love. While we were talking, I also saw that there were several gifts brought to Father. I understood that they were my gifts to Him – not in the way a servant gives to a master, but in the way two people who share a common vision joyfully give gifts that serve the greater purpose. I was one in my joy with Him and of my absolute trust of what was and would be. These gifts were the particular lessons I had come into mortality to learn. These lessons were not just my successes, but they, even and especially, included my failures. They were the unique experiences and understandings gained through my individual trials and hardships. He received them with great joy and told me my process was complete. I had finished the first part of what I came to do and my old life was over. I understood that each one of us has a uniquely crafted set of circumstances that gives us the capacity to extract a limited perspective on truth in isolation from a fullness of God’s love. Every person on earth, both those we consider good and bad, occupies a unique kingdom of perception of truth. The perceptions they are born with and encounter throughout their life allow them to experience perspectives of truth in a way that no other person ever has or will. Even the person on the street lives according to the limited principles of truth that have been discovered by their being. For some reason, these lessons and experiences were important to Father, so much so that I perceived them as gifts to Him by fully living and exploring my personal perspectives on truth in mortality. I understood that my gifts to Him were the contribution of my life and that each person who comes to earth makes a similar contribution to God. While I did not ask about all the details, the unique circumstances and limiting beliefs that each of us were born into seemed like a gift from God so that we could have experiences that would emphasize different perspectives of truth. We saw these experiences as a means to increase not only our own comprehension, but the understanding of the whole. In the heavenly state, the joy of each one of us contributes to the joy of all of us. If it were possible for God to grow bigger in heavenly ecstasy, then we were part of that process, and we were joint-heirs to all that He had. Everything we learn in this life, every hardship we undergo, is consecrated not only to God, but to the entire family of God. It was in service to the whole family of God that we descended, that is that we took on bodies. No matter how bad our circumstances may seem at times, we were the ones to joyfully choose them before this life. As the gifts were transferred to Father, I understood that my life purpose was fulfilled. He told me that my process was “100% complete.” However, rather than choosing to pass into the next life as was customary, I was ready for my next assignment. I think it was already understood that I would not choose to stay with Him, as if that decision had already been made before I even came into this life. In fact, it did not even occur to me that I could have stayed in the heavenly presence. There were new perspectives to be had that I wanted to offer to Father through continued mortal experience. It was time to begin phase two of my journey. The revelation and understanding I was then experiencing in His presence would provide a whole new context for mortal perspective on truth. The old me was dead or possibly complete. Dead is the wrong word, because it was never in the cards for me to stay in heaven after finishing my first objective. I believe I was always meant to return to life under new circumstances and with new purpose. While I understood that I had embraced a new assignment, I had no idea what those experiences would be. It did not even occur to me to ask. There was no question, it simply was. Later I was to learn that my assignment was nothing at all like what I had experienced before, that is an ongoing feeling of something that had to be done. Rather, it was more like the witnessing of the unfolding of heavenly joy in earthly space – not something I “had” to do, but something I was allowed to experience. For the time being, however, I still imagined that God had other “tasks” for me, not realizing that joy in being was the task itself. As this conversation came to an end, I again trembled with anticipation. Just as it had been my belief that Jesus would lead me into the presence of Father, I also had a belief that Father would lead me deeper and show me all things. And as happened with Jesus, Father knew the thought as it arose, almost as if the very thought in my heart were orchestrated by God as part of a grand, divine timing. He said to me, “There is someone else who would like to see you. Would you like me to take you?” Again, the answer of joy happened without words. At His very suggestion, I experienced one more explosion of the heart, coming through another veil into a whole new state of joy and bliss. Christian culture sometimes acknowledges the presence of Jesus and of God as separate beings. However, few if any, ever discuss the female element of God. In my experience, I was led into the presence of someone else who I knew to be the most wonderful person in my life—my Heavenly Mother. As much love and as much joy as I felt in the presence of Jesus and then of Father, the love from Mother was completely unique and that much more intense. Never had I felt such a perfect and complete love as I did in the embrace from Mother. Just as in the biblical account of the creation the earth was not complete until God made Eve, so too was my experience of heaven incomplete until it had been crowned with the presence of Mother. It was Mother who made heaven perfect. I was finally whole, complete. I knew I needed nothing else. My visit with Mother did not last long in earth time. That is, there was not a sequence of events or words exchanged. However, the visit was long enough for me to feel a fullness of love and joy in that moment. It lasted long enough for me to know what completeness felt like. I do not recall exchanging any words with Her – just Her embrace, which felt like eternity. As we left Mother’s presence, my heart was full. I do not recall any other questions or desires. My former desire to be shown all things had been placated, forgotten even. However, Father seemed determined to shower me with joy. “Would you like a tour of heaven?” He offered. My answer was immediate. Like a child who quickly turns from the best experience of their life to a whole new joy, so too was I ready to go play with Father. However, our tour of heaven was not like the experiences of others who have visited and described it. I was not shown buildings or places or people. Rather, being a scientist, God knew that my heart desired something that not even I would have been able to articulate. More than all those other things, my inner being wanted to understand the physics of heaven. Specifically, how did it work? What was the underlying principle that allowed joy to expand for eternity and to never get old? So, this is what he showed me. He unveiled to my eyes the light that is in all things and through all things. While people in visions of God frequently have differing experiences, the one thing that seems to remain the same with them all is the light. People often describe the light as shining through things rather than on them. Some describe the light as being loving and intelligent. It was this light that He showed me. He did not show me where the light comes from, nor did I think to ask – I was too absorbed in the experience. I saw that it was indeed in all things. It permeated everything. It was in all of space. It was in me. It was in God. At some level that is hard to explain, it was God. I saw that whatever we put into the light by virtue of the deep beliefs of our heart was returned unto us even as we sent it out. This then was the secret of the ever-expanding nature of the joy and love in heaven—by planting in our hearts that there was more, the light would return it unto us. We did not even have to know how it would happen, all that we had to know was that it would – because that was how the light worked. This teaching was experiential. As God spoke to me, his words went deep into my heart. Even as they went into my heart, I saw them go into the light. And then, I felt the light increase in intensity, bringing back even greater love and joy to me. It was like coming through a whole new veil, experiencing a whole new explosion of bliss and joy bringing me to my knees as though I were experiencing it for the first time. The joy was all the greater in seeing the connection between what was in my heart and what was returned to me in the light. This was truly a real-time experience. My joy was in the experience as much as the teaching. This then was the physics of heaven: heaven exists and expands in infinite joy, because of the interaction of our inner-most desires with the light that comprises all things. God also showed me that this principle applied to the creations in my life. Although at that time I had not yet been fully exposed to the ideas of manifestation, he was teaching me these principles. He showed me a picture of my life. It looked like a heavenly painting in multiple dimensions across time and space. I saw the beautiful colors and shapes in it. I also saw parts of the creation where the light was not yet shining. He showed me how to bring light into the painting to increase the joy of the creation. Through these symbols, he was preparing me to see and recognize many principles of manifestation that I would run into over the coming years. Some people run into difficulties understanding manifestation when they have received instruction to “pray.” What they need to understand is that manifestation is prayer, just prayer with power. In our society, the word prayer has come to have a meaning for many people which is watered down and restricted. It has come to mean the recitation of a series of words in which there is rarely any faith or power. As an example, one of the first prayers I ever offered was in sixth grade for my granddad who had just been diagnosed with a tumor the size of a football in his stomach. In those days, people did not recover from that type of cancer. He was told to go home and enjoy what remained of his life. However, I believed that God could intervene. I knelt down to pray in the privacy of my own room and tried to recite the Lord’s prayer as Jesus taught in the New Testament. However, the words felt awkward and empty. I knew I needed to find a way to express what I needed, so I abandoned the recitation of words and spoke as a child does from my heart. A few days later, my granddad received news there was a clinical trial for a new type of cancer treatment. He was accepted into the trial and his cancer was completely cured. Manifestation, like my prayer in sixth grade, is the use of power through words, images, and emotions in order to pray. It is prayer truly connected to the expansive feeling of our hearts with the faith to then let completely go rather than a sequence of empty words. Further, instead of praying to humankind’s idea of an angry or stingy God who might decline a prayer, it is a prayer that is done with an understanding of the light that is in all things and our relationship to that light. God is not jealous of our use of the light or our connection to it. What few people understand in their reverence for the external God, and I was one of those, is that it is the role of the external God to reveal the internal god. Like a true mentor, the external God’s role is not to captivate you in some state that is eternally below or beneath him, but rather to liberate you by revealing to you the light that makes him God that is in us as well. Or in other words, to reveal to us what it truly means that we are created in his image. There is nothing that gives the external God more joy than to reveal the internal god to those who have the faith to receive it that they might remember their power to create and start using it to bring about great good upon the earth. To the extent that we begin to wake up in the realization that we are created in His image, He takes immense joy in what we create. It has been my experience that there are two levels of faith, one of action and the other of power. Faith as a principle of action is what is used in the majority of religions and in the world at large. It is the attempt to use our hands and our actions to control the world around us. That control might be in our efforts to obtain jobs, houses, relationships or other external factors. It can also be in the attempt to control our internal world through our thoughts and/or emotions. In this way, both the secular and religious symbolically use their hands as matter to exert that control and physically make things happen, like using a hammer and nails to build a house. Faith as a principle of power, in contrast, is the power by which God works. He did not use a hammer and nails to organize the earth. Rather, He put the words or desire into His heart and the light brought back to Him what He spoke even as it was spoken. Rather than physically building the earth, He watched as the elements responded to his loving awareness. The light returned to Him the desires of His heart. Faith is not only a mechanism of power in God, but also in humankind who were created in the image of God. Manifestation is the use of faith as a principle of power to create in spirit, or in our hearts, and to allow the light to bring our creation back to us. Denying that we create does not change the fact that we do create and that most of what we face in our lives are the unconscious creations stemming from subconscious programs. Therefore, manifestation is not the act of hijacking power from God, but rather remembering the power of God already within us and taking back conscious control of that creation rather than deferring it to our subconscious autopilot programs. It is to use prayer as it was originally meant to be used: with power and intention. Manifesting was as simple as what Father showed me. There really are no steps, but if you had to summarize, just feel the emotion of what it is you are creating. For example, imagine what it would feel like to have a partner who actually respected you. Or imagine what it would feel like to be free from the worry of paying that bill. You know when you have hit the feeling in the right space when it causes your heart to expand. It begins to be delicious to you. It enlightens your mind. I have found in my own manifesting that the reason I manifest is more for the healing I experience when I allow those emotions into my heart. It feels like the return of blood flow, a sudden release of emotion that sometimes leaves me crying tears of gratitude. The feeling can be so real that there is no longer any need or desire for what was being manifested. This naturally leads to the second step: letting go. If you have experienced the emotion of what you are manifesting fully and completely, letting go is easy. There is no more need. The faith of generations past that clings to what we want is actually inhibitory to how the laws of heaven work. It is the opposite of faith, which is more about surrender and letting go of the outcome. It may seem impossible for the body to feel an emotion for an experience that it has never had. But it is easier than you might think. Just imagine for a moment the day of your first heart break. Can you still feel the sadness? Imagine the happiest day of your life. Can you still feel the warmth in your heart? You are creating emotions all the time without even knowing you are doing it. Every memory, every thought is generating emotions that have little to nothing to do with the present moment. Most of us simply haven’t realized that we can intentionally bring emotions into our heart, or that when we do so, life has a way of mirroring back to us what we just put into our heart. I have used this hundreds of times (although like many people, I still have areas of my life that sometimes feel stubborn to change, or that change in ways that are hard for me to process). For example, I had a $15,000 bill that I was dreading. I went into meditation (meditation helps put the self-critical part of the mind to sleep making it easier to feel new emotion) and felt what it would be like to not have to worry about the bill. A little while after the meditation, I received a phone call telling me that due to some mix up in the billing system, the bill had been paid; I didn’t need to worry about it. In another instance, I wanted to know what it would feel like to have the stock in my company go up. I saw it and felt it until my heart expanded with tears of gratitude, then completely let go. Immediately upon coming out of meditation, I saw that my stock value had tripled since the morning due to an unexpected announcement from the CEO. Another time, I wanted to know what it would feel like to have a partner who reflected all of what was in my heart. I sat in that feeling in meditation for the better part of an hour because of the joy I had in the feeling. Later that day, at 1:14 pm Pacific Time to be precise, I saw that I had received a text sent at exactly 1:14 Mountain Time from an unknown number. 1:14 is a special number for me, like a wink from God, because my birthday is January 14. It turned out to be an old friend who felt inspired to reach out to me right at that moment, an old friend who a short time later turned out to be the manifestation of that emotion. Perhaps my favorite manifestation is actually Jenn’s. She decided she wanted a vine garden with watermelons and other fruits in the place of our giant rock bed out back. She envisioned it, felt it, and then came and asked me to do the work (her idea of manifestation at the time). I told her I wanted no part of it. The rocks had to be pulled out, the weed cloth removed, dirt put in, and finally the seeds planted. Although she meant to go ahead and do the work on her own, she forgot about it. In about a month, there were vines growing all over the rock bed anyway. No rocks had been moved, the weed cloth was still there, no dirt had been added, and importantly, no seeds had been planted. Nothing grew in that spot the year before. Now, there were watermelons, cantaloupes, pumpkins, and some kind of native Texas gourd growing in every direction. We had more watermelon than we could eat with a family of nine. The types of experiences we can manifest are without limit. To the degree that they are limited, it is because our minds have not yet expanded to the point that we can authentically feel the emotion and let go of attachment to the outcome. Sometimes it is best to start with manifestations that stretch the imagination, but only slightly. It is easier to manifest that which the mind does not resist and/or does not care about. Such as the story I told in my previous book, Faith to Produce Miracles. I was coming home with my oldest daughter after lunch saying what a perfect day it had been. I then said, “The only thing that would make this day more perfect are some brownies!” We both laughed, but when we arrived home, there was a pan of brownies on the door step. A week later, she and I were walking together and she said, “Dad, do you remember how last week we manifest those brownies? I want to do that again, only this time, I want mint chocolate chip brownies!” We laughed again at the ridiculousness of how insignificant such a request must seem to God – as if that would ever happen! So, I added with equal playfulness, “See that property over there with the creek running through it? I want to meditate there whenever I want.” It was a beautiful piece of private property up against the Tetons that we definitely could not afford at the time. An hour later, however, some of our new neighbors came to introduce themselves carrying a pan of brownies with some kind of a green frosting on top. Caroline and I both perked up instantly. “What are those?” I asked probingly. “Mint chocolate chip brownies,” our new neighbors responded. Later in the conversation, we also discovered they were the owners of most of the property in the area, including the place with the creek where I wanted to meditate. They gave me permission to go there anytime I wanted. All of those manifestations would come much later, however. In that moment with Father, I was still fascinated with the mechanism of the Light itself and how it expanded heaven. It would take me several years to understand how the same principle in heaven is functional on earth, and that we could use it to alter our present state of being in this life. It was simply a matter of connecting what Jesus had shown me about the transition of the earth with what God was showing me about our ability to create in the Light. It took me several years to really learn how to manifest well, but even shortly after this experience, I began to experiment with manifestation far more frequently. In fact, I did not truly realize how much popular teachings of manifestation overlapped with my experience until I saw Dr. Joe Dispenza at the Santa Fe Advanced Seminar in February of 2018. He went into a discussion of the physics of manifestation and I thought, For the first time I have heard someone put the physics of what I experienced into English! After Father finished teaching me about the Light and how it worked, I departed from His presence. I do not remember how or why, but I was taken and shown a friend who was tearfully pleading with God in the temple. I understood her to be one of those lights on the earth that Jesus had shown me I would interact with. I could see she was struggling with questions that resembled ones that had been in my own heart. I was given the answer she was seeking and was instructed to share it with her, similar to how we might think of a guardian angel doing. I could see her, but she did not appear to have any awareness of my presence. However, she seemed to feel the words I communicated, like a warm blanket of understanding, which she perceived as a direct answer from God. My role as a messenger in this case was completely transparent, allowing her direct communion with God as though there were no messenger. I remember the joy at being able to serve her in that way. It seemed to be an honor. A few days later, after I had returned from my experience, I spoke to her. I was able to confirm that this friend had indeed been at the temple praying when I saw her, and that she had received the answer I was instructed to share with her through the veil. This caused me to wonder how many times I had received inspiration, understanding, or comfort from unseen angelic visitors. It also led me to ponder whether there was really much difference between heavenly angels and those who are still are on the earth. At least in this instance, I had been able to participate in a heavenly experience for someone even while my body was still alive. In many near-death experiences, those who had the experience find some degree of validation when they realize that a conversation or event they saw others having while out of their body was verifiable in real life. The same was true for me in this experience with my friend in the temple. As my experience on the other side came to an end, I do not recall any formal goodbyes. I was simply left to drift in the light. It was like waking up from a deep sleep – only as I did so, I found that I was still in that spiritual state of feeling infinite bliss while being connected to my body. It was like I had never left Father’s presence. ******* END OF QUOTATION ******** The bliss from that experience stayed with me for months. In fact, I thought it would never leave me again. However, life has a way of returning with greater intensity, only because now you know that it could be different.