Have you ever been sifted like wheat to get to the kernel of truth that is you?

Question

It is harvest time...you know?
Do you fear the Reaper?

Desiree: don't be too scared, I'm only one-seventh wacko.

Coyoteman: that's why I rely on your presence.

shahbarak: *bows*

Bootz: (I kinda like you too)

Answer 1

Good timing with this question for me to report at this time.
For the last two weeks, I have been in the trials of leaping from the fourth state of consciousness into the fifth state. With out friends in my aid I am not sure if I could have hung on to any sanity.
Let me explain. Each resting place on the ascent to the mountains peek allows a grater view and with it, an increased sense of sensitivity happens within. The feeling of a rush of karmic debt effects floods the thinking with great guilt and shame of my life’s experiences up to that point. Uncontrollable tears fall like a mountain stream over a cliff. The strange experiences of a jump in levels is the recognition of any further space needed for more acceptance of karma; like an over load. The jelly in the belly intensify to the point I felt a trembling thoughtout my body as if I had too much coffee. Catnaps through out the two weeks were the only time of rest. Water and toast was my main meals. Nervous stomach, balling at the drop of hat, shaking like a man of a hundred years of age, sweating like sitting in a steam bath using my tears for fuel, the presents of the Reaper was clear, but was a welcome guest experience. The most devastating part of these experiences is rather hard to explain. It is as though karma could no longer collect from me so it bounced off and went to the dearest of my followers. Threatening occurrences popped up in the lives of those around me to the point that it became self-evident to everyone. My heart ached for days on end with no relief in sight.
Finely, bliss like feelings fell over me with a silly laughter of the stupidity of the visions I began seeing. Seeing through the eyes just does not cover the instantaneous awareness that befell me. I understood that the wagon wheel hole at the center of the hub made the usefulness or movement of the wagon possible. Likewise, it is the same in the life that I had clamed. The whole creation appeared to rest on naught. I am presently seeing the individual clouds below merging in a transparent blanket of cotton. The urge to dive through the veil into the perceived abyss fills my being. The fear of death is set aside for there is no one to refuse.

Answer 2

lots more than a kernel I have studied it for a long time, I have never found any reason to live in doubt, only more reasons to trust the Bible is true, and God is real. There is a massive amount of proof for the Bible being true, one of the biggest things is Fulfilled prophecy- 1/3 of the whole Bible is prophecy, 2/3 of that has happened No other book on earth can say that. People from all different backgrounds separated by hundreds and thousands of years, different languages, and countries, not knowing what the other people wrote, writing what would happen and it does. Jesus fulfilled over 300 of the Old Testament prophecies, the odds of just five being fulfilled in one person are one in hundred million billion, also there is a lot of other kinds of evidence- Miracles- they happen all the time Answered prayers Changed lives Creation The order of the universe Eyewitness evidence Outside source evidence Archeological evidence

Answer 3

Sunman, I fear a LOT of things that exist, both in the physical Univers AND on the Spiritual plane. However, The Reaper has NEVER been one of those that I fear and neither is the Reaping. The moment of our death is the SINGLE greatest, most exhilerating moment of our entire life. From the instant that our father's sperm joined with our mother's ovum, our existence has been entirely devoted to reaching the moment of our death. Death is a thing to be celebrated with much jubilation. WE have graduated from the lessons of this lifetime successfully, and are ready to rest, discover long lost relationships, seek out the next lesson, plan our life for that lesson and search for a place and time to be reborn. It is the REAPER who will deliver our "diploma" and take us into the next stage of existence. The Reaper is to be greeted with love, joy, respect and welcome. Like the songs says "Don't Fear the Reaper", He's bringing GOOD things, not bad.

Western Society seems to have forgotten this idea and there is MUCH fear of death. The rest of the world, in my opinion, has a much better attitude towards death.

As for the sifting, our entire life has BEEN the sifting. The removal of the chaff to reveal the kernal of truth about our entire existence. Then taking that Kernal, grinding it to make the flour for the bread that will be served in the memories of those who will remain behind to digest and wonder about us.

Brightest Blessings,
Raji the Green Witch

Answer 4

There are some seeds that can not grow & eventually bloom unless they have their outer shells burned away (yes it is true). I am like those seeds. Yes, I have been shifted, but I also had to experience the fire so that the outer would be burned away, exposing the seed with all its potential. Is it harvest time? I do not know. Recently jumped a level that changed everything. I can feel something coming, it is so close I can feel it's breath on my cheek. Do I fear the reaper? No, as honestly as I can know myself, no. It does no good to resist the coming change, I have learned that there is nothing to fear in change, & resistance is always futile. Thanks
(((HUG)))

Answer 5

I've sifted, and been sifted, and learned that we are all many truths - but most fear to face them all and cling to a one-dimensional view of the world. Which rather flattens perspective, reduces the horizon, restricts choice, and impoverishes life. And no, I do not fear the Reaper, only the process of the reaping, for which there are solutions that those with narrow views, and fear, deny us, though we wouldn't deny them to a dying dog.

Answer 6

Reaper come for me!
I'm ready!
Then again perhaps I fear life!
That's worse than fearing death!
I sit and consider and feel almost sure that I fear neither.
Something takes the sweetness from both, I can't leave because I have work here and I can't figure out what it is so I'm hoping to get a hint at my passing.
I was once in a gas fire and lost 60% of my skin to 2nd degree burns. I was lucky enough to have very little scarring after the fact. I'd happily take a slow burn to death or a slow burn to the edge of death if I could get clarity on what I need to be about the remainder of my time here. If I felt my life complete then no type of death would be so bad that I'd turn it down to go home.
If it's harvest time for me as an individual or for us as a species then "BRING IT ON!" I'd pack a bag but no carry on luggage allowed.

Answer 7

Yes, probably about 4 or 5 times in my life I have truly come to a place where I was at the heart of who I truly am. While they were not always pleasant situations, I'm not sorry I experienced them, because they were tremendously revealing, and thus freeing.

When one comes face to face with one's most basic self, there is no longer any need for pretence, so a big burden is lifted, no more having to save face.

Some of these experiences brought about big changes in how I lived, but I find, that as I age, these experiences, while still powerful, are less shocking. I guess I am getting closer to knowing who I really am, and living it.

Answer 8

What is there to fear, Sunman? All of life is a miracle, this one and the next one, and so on. Do not fear, and give to the sifting without resisting. It all happens so naturally if we let it. Go into it, and become that which we already are, the golden kernel of perfection.

Answer 9

I like your imagery. Having been sifted like wheat a few times, I find I'm a spiritual coward when it comes to seeking to be thoroughly thrashed. However, I know for certain that putting ore into the fire leaves gold, and putting the gold into the fire burns away the impurities; and thrashing the wheat leaves the kernel of our reality, but, like I said, I'm a coward when it comes to actually seeking such experience.

Answer 10

You know... I've been tossed in the air and a part of me fell with the chaff, part of me with the kernel, and the rest left with the wind.

And, I'm sitting here thinking to myself, "Which Me?"

Now, I just sit back and observe all three at once, and the physical apparatus designed to do so, is bursting at the seems at times. Fun Fun! *wink*

Now, do I fear the reaper? Nah... I fear his wife! LOL =P