I find an enter desire to talk a more on that which I feel so strong no one seems to care, or no about. That person with in us. My desire is to call it a third person, but I personally refer to it as Verl. When addressing a situation that I know not what the meaning of it is.
Let me be a little clearer here. On arriving in Costa Rica, I had to have transportation around the town. Having bought two golf cart type vehicles years ago , I went back to the same one who sold them to me to buy another.
What I needed or wanted was not available, so I took what was available and got a three-wheeler renting until my new one arives, taking it to a store, and pulling up I got off the unit and put the key into my pocket. With the key in my pocket I worry not about it moving so the handlebar was not as I thought it should be for safe passage of others to go beyond my scooter. I reached up and took ahold of the right handlebar and pulled it to me to adjust. It took off and drug me before I could let go of the handlebar which was the power to the unit.
By the time I had released the bike it had drug a big hole in my right knee. Took the skin off the right sideΒ just above my angle about four inches long x 2 inches wide. And took the skin off my toes.
Why do I tell this? Because it is a perfect example of what I am talking about. Things happen in this world that affect us and we do not understand why they acore. I have rented a house with the bedroom on the top floor, so I have stairs to climb to lay and rest. Now I have leg problem what is the message that I am to receive? Remember I find the blessings in all things. So am I missing something?
I recently wrote an article called the eighth day of Christmas and it could be understood today looking through the eyes of that child. This third person starts with this enter knowledge and learns to trust and as they grow older that trust should be amplified but in some cases before the positive and root the negatives bombard the part I am talking about.
If you can overcome that which you know now as real and just accept that there is a possibility of my search for truth here. Just assume I am correct for a moment and there is with us another part of us that controls the physical person we call ourselves.
When you die these two are left behind. The vehicle we call ourselves and the control of that vehicle are lost and return to dust. The soul goes on to another educational growing mentality.
I would like to share now the fact that all of this world has a soul. Not just humans but animals, plants, trees, flowers, everything in this world has a soul. And it is possible to communicate between souls.
I must remind you that this is written as a personal observation. I have no tie to the hereafter any more than you do the reader. I find myself as a messenger who has a deep association with the universe and what I feel or say is because of my dwelling into that pool of knowledge. Because I look at it differently than what you makes what? I would hope that only thing it does it to make you aware there is more to life than in a corn flake box.
A Messenger,
Verl K.