Recently I purchased a book entitled:

The Return of the Rebel Angels

The Urantia Mysteries and the Coming of the Light

by: Timothy Wyllie

As I sifted through the pages of this book upon first acquiring it, for some reason the authors mention of the ancient Christian Sect known as the Cathars stood out for me. I was already familiar with a very basic knowledge of the Cathar movement and knew they and their beliefs were considered heretical by the early Christian Church, but never felt any desire to research them or what they believed any further, and interestingly enough, still don’t. Still I found myself posing the question about what anyone else might know or feel about them on a forum site I belong to; one run by a good friend of mine, known as The Luminous Garden. Another friend who belongs to this same site responded, and during our exchange of information on the topic of The Cathars, this article, let’s calls it, was born. The most interesting thing about all of this to me is the fact that this article has, as far as I can see, absolutely nothing to do with The Cathars; and neither myself nor my friend really seem drawn to knowing any more about them than we already do. So, with that part of this story told, I now move on to what was originally born from all of this; which interestingly enough, doesn’t really seem to have an extremely poignant concept or reason to it, other than for me to share an entertaining story from my personal life.

Like I shared on The Luminous Garden, “Sometimes we just have to acquiesce to a larger picture Spirit has in mind that we do not see yet. So that is what I am doing.”

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I’m going to share something about myself. Nothing really exciting, just a simply fact. In my early life, (this lifetime…lol) I did not like to read. I was more into writing. Actually that is not altogether correct either. I think I would have to say I was more into socializing than anything else. To this day, I have still not read any of what mainstream society calls “The Classics”, except for a bit of Shakespeare, (mostly in bits and pieces), Dante Alighieri’s, Divine Comedy, which I thoroughly enjoyed, and most all of the works of Joseph Campbell, although I am not sure if mainstream thought holds his work among their entitled “Classics” or not. These are the types of works I cut my literary teeth on. In this type of literature I found something of interest to me. I am sure what is considered among “The Classics” is of great value on many levels; I have just never been drawn to read it. As I write this, I am struck by the supposition that the reasoning for my lack of interest in “The Classics” is because I abhor drama. I had enough drama in my life in those earlier days, and I have worked very hard on myself, and the drama I created and allowed into my life, in order to eliminate it. I am still very conscious of what I allow into my life so as not to create any undo drama. I find the energy of drama to be extremely draining and a waste of my time and efforts.

Now, on with the sharing of my nonessential personal revelation.

At the age of somewhere between 19 and 21ish, I began the second phase of my Spiritual Awakening in a truly earnest form. Suddenly I couldn’t read fast enough, but only those types of work that dealt with subjects such as Astrology, Numerology, Shamanism, Quantum Physics, Alchemy and Magick, the Kabbalah, Ancient Civilizations and their beliefs, etc., (more…)