WHAT HAPPENED ... YELLOWSTONE AND AROUND THE WORLD
(Opening the Golden Age of Peace)
by G.W. Hardin
Letters have poured in from around the world telling of
the wonderful experiences shared by so many during The Gathering of One.
Since the world reaction was recorded and discussed on Common Passion
and the teleconference archived on their website [ www.commonpassion.org
] I’ve decided to devote most of this newsletter to what occurred at
West Yellowstone. I encourage you to listen to the amazing stories that
have been recorded for all to listen to: call (641) 715-3429 ... then
punch in the access code ... 545195# ... it’s worth the time, believe
What I’ve decided to do is tell this story from my own experience so as
not to diminish what others felt and saw. I will present the story in
(1) the days of preparation
(2) the Dance of Oneness
(3) the Mayan Fire Ceremony of Don Alejandro, and
(4) the Grand Formation
THE DAYS OF PREPARATION
What many noticed right away was the roller coaster effect of chaos and
peace, separation and oneness, feeling lost and finding wholeness. Never
have I seen an event sway between such extremes as we entered into the
days of preparation. Several at the event asked me why this was
happening. My response was that we needed to see the sunrise/sunset
effect, the day/night polarities to show us starkly what we were about
to step into. I told them that peace is NOT the absence of tension. In
fact, in nature, tension is a sure sign that new forces are at play in
the creative process. It’s what happens before an electron jumps to a
higher state of being. Carl Jung spoke of a similar phenomenon in
psychology. For us to step into Oneness, we have to grasp the
consequences of the polarities we have spent most of our lives dwelling
in, in order to appreciate what we were about to evolve into. Throughout
history, whenever a new paradigm or a renaissance has moved into
birthing, a great wave of resistance from the old paradigm rises up to
challenge it, to hold on to the old ways. Such was the case at
Yellowstone. All present saw vividly the displays of polarity and
separation before we stepped into Oneness, never to give it up.
In the previous appearances, the angels had said the following:
Bring forth 222 gathered
masters at the Yellowstone with that which
we give you to do with others around the world and you will
the first vibrations of Peace. Bring forth 444 gathered
masters and that
which you will cause will be a noticeable change around the
Your kind desires peace in your world. Yet your kind has
become lost in
the way in which peace is to come about. That which OUR KIND
the first vibrations of Peace will open the hearts and minds
of your world
I want to make note here that the angels are using a term that many may
not relate to or understand -- the first vibrations of Peace. I also
want you to note that the angels call each of us who dedicates our life
to our spiritual path “masters.” And they mean it. The English language
suffers when it comes to clearly defining words like “love” or “peace”
or “truth.” What I personally feel they are trying to say to us on this
notion of “first vibrations” is that this is the first time that Peace
is fully recognized as a divine condition embraced by more than one race
of beings. We are talking about Peace that passes understanding. We are
talking about Peace that unites not just humanity, but also angels and
other worlds. The angelic message continues:
The first vibrations of peace
will wash over the world IN QUIET. People
will hear the sounds of nature in ways they have long
in the fields can be heard. The songs of birds will fill the
air. The people
of the world will know peace cannot be won. They will begin
the greatest teaching of any prophet or holy man they follow
is the way of
Peace is truly a way of being that is allowed by all and not
made by a few.
Chief Bernard Red Cherries, of the Northern Cheyenne, had lost his
daughter the day before he was to leave for the event to be with us. On
her deathbed she asked him to bring his message to us, which he did. The
burden of his loss shone on his face as he spoke to us of all that he
had struggled through as a man and as a leader of his people. He
recognized our efforts at trying to bring peace to the world, but he
reminded us of what our forebears had done against peace, not only to
his people but to a world needing to be in harmony with Mother Nature
Don Alejandro spoke at the evening segment. This 80-year-old wonder of
wisdom immediately showed us why he is revered among the Elders of the
Americas and highly respected around the world. He spoke of the time
when the world was one, and the legends of why we separated. He asked us
to respect one another’s cultures as we stand in the beauty of each
culture. His speech riveted the audience with its rich symbols of nature
and ancient tales of how the world came to be as it is. What hit me
right away was his challenge to the modern world to respect and study
the ways of the indigenous. If you want to know the ways of the Maya, he
said, then come to the lands of the Mayans and sit with their Elders. As
a stark example, he registered his displeasure with how the ancient
Mayans had been painted by historians as people worshiping with human
sacrifice. True, the glyphs depicting beheadings, blood letting, and
bondage did portray sacrificial horror. But the glyphs were not
historical as insinuated by archeologists and anthropologists; they were
prophetic. The glyphs of the ancient Mayan culture were erected to warn
the Mayan people of what was to come when the conquistadors would land.
These were stone glyphs of the future, not the past. It was to prepare
them for how their world be changed by “modern” invaders, and then later
how modern culture would in turn be changed by the wisdom of the
indigenous. He asked the modern world to respect the ancient Mayan
truths and prophecies, and not to fictionalize them. If it is truth you
wish, then sit with the Elders and hear truth.
His statement reminded me of a passage from Western society’s Book of
Wisdom, which states, “If it is wisdom you desire, then visit the
company of wise men.” Don Alejandro stood before us as a great wise man,
and we listened, hanging on his every word. The question-and-answer
period was as intriguing as his speech. Someone asked about the date of
2012. Don Alejandro is respected as the greatest Mayan astrologer of his
people. So it came as quite a surprise to hear him tell us that the date
is not accurate. Going into great detail of how the jigsaw of the
Gregorian calendar had been wrapped around the Mayan calendar to create
this date, he stated that the date can not be determined with our
calendar. Many of the 20 Mayan calendars that help make up the Long
Calendar have been stolen or destroyed. So we can only approximate the
time of the end of the Long Calendar. More questions took us late into
the night. No one wanted to leave. Don Alejandro received several
standing ovations throughout the event.
The next day, as I took in all that unraveled around me, I struggled
with trusting in what was trying to unfold as opposed to trying to
co-create what I hoped would unfold at the event. Oneness is fully
immersed in trust. So when I heard that 30 people were no-shows, my
heart sank. Here we had worked so hard to get the 444 people needed to
fill the Grand Formation so that a global shift could be, would be
initiated, only to find that we had fallen short. Frankly, I wanted to
pack my bags and leave. So many folks had arrived at the event with
nothing but trust. They had no place to board because all the hotels
were booked. But they came anyway. Several from Europe showed up with no
money for food or for lodging. The word spread for others to help these
amazing folks. And before we knew it, spare beds and floor space was
found. Then folks began to give Larry Contier meal tickets that they
thought they would not need or could spare, so that others could eat.
The food was great and plentiful--a modern version of the loaves and
fishes. A nd before we knew it, we had spare food tickets for everyone
After spending time in meditation, confronting my own ego, I went before
the event attendees the next day and asked how many came from adjoining
states. Many hands went up. I encouraged them to get on their phones and
convince 5 more people to show up so that the Grand Formation would be
completed. A minor miracle unfolded as 17 people ended up overflowing
the Grand Formation and filling the connecting world formation when
More good news unfolded as record numbers of people from around the
world signed up via the Internet to join us from around the world on the
solstice, representing every continent and subcontinent, even
Antarctica. Indeed, out of the chaos a wonder of great proportion rose
up as the world moved together.
Friday afternoon we stepped into Dance of Oneness as our next step of
THE DANCE OF ONENESS
Unlike the previous two years of Eden Events, the angels gave the steps
and the song for the Dance of Oneness. The Mamos of Colombia had been
slated to attend, but at the last minute arrangements across borders
fell through. They were to bring us the ancient secret of their Dance of
Oneness. But since that now was not possible the angels gave us an
alternative. Circles of people formed in the east and west with those
circles encircled by four more oblong circles. After much effort in
coordinating everyone, the 444 people finally were set and began to
chant the words, “I am, you are, we are one,” 72 times. On the word
“one,” everyone shifted position to the right or left, depending on what
circle they stood in. The movement was hypnotic and soul stirring. At
the end of the 72 chants each circle switched direction for 72 more
chants. It reminded me of the sacred dances of Gurdjieff (a great
Russian/Armenian mystic who died in 1949). To give you an idea of what
the angels had given us, here is a You Tube version of one of the
Gurdjieff sacred dances, called “The Four Prophets” that will give you
an indication of feeling and movement of our circles. We held our hands
together, asked by the angels never to break the circle of held hands
during the two rounds of 72 chants.
Once the dance was complete, a stunning sense of peace and unity filled
me. Never had I felt that with such a large group of people. We had been
told that the dance was the opening of space and the clearing of
vibrations for the Divine Feminine (Shekinah) and the Divine Masculine (Metatron)
to come in the next day. I couldn’t wait.
For others, the Great Blessing was the final stage of preparation on
Friday evening. Michael the Archangel had designated seven people
besides Joe to bring through this blessing from the forces of Heaven.
Many felt so blessed they couldn’t stand, the grace so overwhelmed them.
As the evening drew to a close, I announced that Don Alejandro, Grand
Elder of the Mayan People, would present the Mayan Fire Ceremony at
sunrise to formally bless and purify the grounds of the Grand Formation.
THE MAYAN FIRE CEREMONY
Getting up at 4:44 in the morning, all I could do was groan, after the
long day on Friday. But I wouldn’t have missed this lifetime opportunity
for all the buffalo in Yellowstone. As Don Alejandro and his wife
Elizabeth donned their native headdresses, they explained to us the
purpose of the fire ceremony. Care was taken as they laid out the wood
and placed colored candles, herbs, copal incense balls, and flower
petals as gifts to the Spirit of the Fire. Don Alejandro and Elizabeth
told us that according to the Mayan calendar, this day was the Day of
Reconciliation. How perfect, I said to myself. Most people think there
is only one Mayan calendar, but in truth we found out from Don Alejandro
that there are 20 different Mayan calendars. The Fire Ceremony was based
on what is called “the Long Calendar.” Don Alejandro instructed us that
we must purify ourselves and the ground around the fire pit where the
Grand Formation had been laid out. The chalked lines of the Shekinah and
Metatron formations glistened in the light of the rising sun. The world
formation, that would connect the Grand Formation with all the other
formations around the world, surrounded the fire pit, which lay to the
north in between the Shekinah and Metatron formations.
As the Fire Ceremony continued, Don Alejandro went through the 20 Mayan
days that made up the Mayan calendar. With each day, he gave us a
message that spoke to the truths of that day so that we could look into
our hearts and prepare ourselves for self-reconciliation that we would
later send out to the world. With the chanting of each day, gifts would
be thrown into the fire. Some of us had brought prayers written on paper
from people all over the U.S. and other parts of the world. Others had
brought sacred herbs, others flowers, and still others candies and
sweets as a sign of celebration to the Fire Spirit. At the end of the
ceremony, Don Alejandro gave the fire to those of us attending. In
giving the fire to the people, anyone could say, sing, pray or ask for
anything they wished. We stood by as many expressed gratitude and hope
for the peace that was to come to our world.
THE GRAND FORMATION
After dinner, Joe had a lot of information to share with us as to what
we all would participate in. Michael had appeared to give final
instructions. Joe stated that he would write up the visit and send it
out later. So it was about 8pm when I trudged into the gathering field,
reminding myself of what Michael had said if 444 people made up the
I tell you truly, the
excitement you are feeling will fill the hearts of
others. That which is to come will be as no other Eden Event.
Friendships will be made that will last a lifetime. Love will
by those who have found it not. Souls will reconnect with one
in a powerful way because of the paths of truth that are
have been denied by the darkness and by ignorance. When the
and the Metatron join once more, the world cannot war against
How my soul yearned to know a world where war would be replaced by
Oneness. I knew already that the rest of the world was moving into
formations as well with such hope. As we reached the gathering field,
clouds of mosquitoes moved upon us like kids in a candy store. Rather
than set my mind to thoughts of peace, I watched 10 to 20 mosquitoes at
a time trying to feast on each hand. After futile efforts at swatting
them (so much for peace), I got out my vanilla extract natural insect
repellent and doused myself all over to keep the little beasties from
carrying me away. Clouds of insect repellent wafted over the crowd. What
a combination, one cloud replacing another. After taking an hour to put
everyone in place, Joe asked anyone who needed to use the porta-potties
to do so now. He might as well have called the retreat of the Light
As we waited for the formation to return to fullness, I took sacred corn
meal that the Hopi had sent via Gayle Buchholtz. The Hopi spiritual
leaders wanted us to know that they had begun their period of
preparation for four days as well. They had spent that time nonstop in
their sacred kivas (dwellings) dancing and praying for the people of the
world to bring forth a change that would never be forgotten. As I
sprinkled the sacred corn meal, I called their spirits in to stand
beside me. It was time to begin.
To prepare the ground, Joe sprinkled a path of sand from the center of
the Metatron formation to the center spot of the Grand Formation. From
there, Robbie spread a path of sand to the center of the Shekinah
formation. This was to signify the paths of truth that would lead to
wisdom, which would allow us to call in the “first vibrations of Peace.”
Next, Joe sprinkled a path of sand between the middle of the Grand
Formation north to the fire pit surrounded by the world formation, where
Don Alejandro sat with Elizabeth and the other indigenous leaders. It
was time to begin.
After chanting the seven names of God, and blessing ourselves, we then
stooped to touch the earth and send the first vibrations of Peace from
our hearts into the earth. Up to this point, I had not experienced the
pronounced energy that I had the previous year at the Ohio Eden Event.
Everything seemed uncharacteristically calm. But when we blessed the
earth, I felt a wave of Divine Presence, like being washed by an
invisible shower, move through me into the earth. I could not only feel
it, I could see it as the wave penetrated the Earth to its core and then
erupted in an explosion of light, with the light spreading outward to
the surface of the Earth. What happened, I can only guess. But here is
what the angels said would happen in the May 10th appearance, as
described by Joe Crane:
The Shekinah (Divine Feminine in west
part of the Grand Formation)
moved without moving in the direction of the tent (the
of the Divine Masculine in the east). She was going from one
another place but not moving from where she was. The
I have ever seen. The next thing to happen was her entering
(in the east) even though she was still above the altar (in
There was a bright light in the tent, and then there was only
standing in the formation. Their vibrations seemed to be
going out to
everything. The ground was absorbing it, and even the very
holding the frequency coming from the masters. It didn't feel
something profound happened in a powerful way. It was more
gentle breeze started in the center of each part of the
formation, and it
I can verify this sense of a gentle breeze or this sense of calmness and
peace -- so unlike past Eden Events. When I spoke with others, they, too
commented on the quietness, the peacefulness in contrast of what
normally has been a blast of energy. Some went so far as to say they
thought nothing happened, that maybe we had failed. Quite to the
The thing I noticed was the way the
masters looked. There was
something very different about them. I think it was more
who they had become rather than any physical change that took
place. The best thing I can come up with is they are just
more of who
they really are. It was like their inner light shone more
You see now that which the masters are becoming. Yet I tell
the world has begun to change in that which you have seen.
into the world.
I have spoken to many who are now home after the event. And the greatest
reaction I am hearing is that most everyone is sleeping like hibernating
bears. Comments range from sleeping all day to sleeping 10 to 12 hours a
night. And they don’t know why. My personal opinion is that the shift
has caused such a swift change in those at Yellowstone that the body now
needs time to adjust. Sleep is one of the ways that the body adjusts.
Today is the first day I haven’t had to take three naps during the day.
Whatever happened seems to be stabilizing.
I began to look outside the
formation to see what Gabriel was talking
about. My sight was limited by the brightness of the light
me and the formation. As I peered past the light, I could see
looked like new grass on the field. Not like someone just put
but little sprigs of a really beautiful color of green coming
the ground. The trees also held a new vibrant color to them;
vibrating air had a clearness and crispness to it I don't
remember seeing before. "Wow," was all I could say.
Wow indeed. As you can see, the world has started to change.
truly, I say to you, it is not only the world that is
changing. It is all of
those upon it.
As the gathering grew to an end, some of use were given stones that had
been used to make up the Shekinah’s altar, which held the receiving
bowl. We were supposed to stand in a circle and use light sticks to read
our new names hidden in scribble on the handmade stones. Those in the
Metatron formation were given the stones used to create the floor in the
tent. Everyone was quiet. Everything was peaceful. So much so that I
wondered if anything had happened in the worldwide formations.
Over the next few days, I began to wonder if anything could be done with
this Peace we had sent into the Earth. So I did two experiments. The
first was in a healing session in which I pulled up the vibration and
placed it into the client. I found the client’s response much more
pronounced than I am used to seeing in my work. I intend to keep using
this technique and invite you to do so as well. My sense is that
everyone I touch receives this vibration of Peace that the celestials,
the other worlds, and humanity collaborated in co-creating. Try it
yourself and see what you find. The second experiment I tried was to
call forth this vibration into myself when I found myself empty, or
irritated, or out of harmony. I’ve noticed an immediate response. What I
felt and discovered at Yellowstone can be called in and re-enforced.
It’s there for the having.
When I arrived home and checked my e-mail, a flood of messages announced
the excitement from the over 300 formations around the world. All the
messages I received expressed excitement over the Oneness felt by all,
the contentment that our planet was now moving to a new phase. How that
plays out in the coming months remains to be seen. I can only tell you
that the change I feel in myself must be an indicator of what I hope for
the world. Peace on Earth. Goodwill to all.
from my heart to yours,
THE COMING TOGETHER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH
by G.W. Hardin
realm is appearing before humanity in increasing incidences. One true
account of angelic encounters is documented in the story of On the Wings
of Heaven: A True Story from a Messenger of Love. The messages from the
angel appearing to Joseph Crane are quite direct in what they have to say
to humanity. We are entering a time of great blessing where the realm of
angels is opening to the realm of humans. We are in the process of
witnessing the coming together of heaven and earth.
How is that
possible? The better question is why should it be impossible? In the story
of Wings, the angel presents us with a series of statements sure to shake
our world. To Joseph Crane the angel promises, "There is something
wonderful going to happen, and there is nothing you can do about it." The
angel goes on to give an accounting of how some of these wonders will
unfold. In particular the angel states:
For the first
wonder, you will call upon the land of the bear and say to
them: I AM has sent me that you may be strong among nations. Take your
boat that sails under the sea and go you to the Valley of the Star. In the
deepest part of this valley you will thrust a hollow rod seven feet into
the bottom. Take what you have gathered there back to your land. Give it
to your men of wisdom and healing. In this lies the cure for two great
plagues that are in all lands. Before a year is finished, you will find
The angel does
not stop there. It continues its story of giving and wonder by presenting
continued promises of healing for all of humanity if we will simply open
our hearts to the possibilities. Can we do that much?
lands you have made barren with that which you have taken from them. I
will give rain to the lands that have been dry that you may grow food. I
will make clean the waters that you have made unclean, as will I the air
you breathe and the earth you walk on.
I will take
from you disease and your misshapen bodies so you will be strong.
end up not being idle promises. Later in this amazing story of heaven
coming to earth, the angel begins presenting to Crane, to pass on to all,
ways for healing to occur. These teachings are being compiled in a
document called the Angelic Book of Healing. The day has come for the
earth to learn the ways of healing. Not only healing of our bodies, but
healing of our emotions, our minds and our spirits as well. In turn our
communities and our nations will benefit from such healing, and in turn
the Earth herself shall be healed. The angel goes on to say that there
will be seven spiritual centers in America and in those areas seven Halls
of Healing. It turns out that Montana is one of those places where these
amazing gifts will be brought forward. The Bitterroot Valley and the
Missoula Valley have already begun the process of bringing this marvelous
knowledge to people.
humanity done to deserve this? Simple. Just enough people have raised
consciousness to a level where all are benefiting. We are talking about a
hundredth-monkey phenomenon. In a day when conspiracies are rumored and
scandals commonplace, we have also found hope and inspiration in
ourselves. Just enough of humanity has seen fit to move toward peace and
justice to affect us all.
Part of the
information the angel presents in On the Wings of Heaven is a new kind of
sacred geometry which will assist humanity in working with the angelic
realm. This geometry is to be used to create an actual opening to the
angelic realm that the angels call the "Angelic Gateway." Several of these
gateways have already been created in the Bitterroot and Missoula Valley
and are being put to good use. Not only do these gateways serve humanity
but they also serve to heal Mother Earth. As a barometer to their
effectiveness, just look at the number and severity of earthquakes on the
Pacific Rim the last two years and compare it to this year. We are
entering into the days of wonder.
holiday season, let us be mindful of the tremendous good we, as a people,
are capable of generating. During the forest fires of the summer, we saw
incredible destruction exceeded only by the generosity and caring of the
whole community toward others. This is not an aberration but a truth about
the people of Montana: We care about one another. This area is blessed
equally with gifts from the angelic realm. Pay attention as these gifts
continue to manifest and present themselves in the days ahead. For this
region will set an example to others that "something wonderful is about to
happen." And there is nothing we can do about it.
THE RETURN OF THE SPIRITUAL GATEKEEPERS
by G.W. Hardin
When was the last time you talked to a tree or listened to a wise stone?
Indigenous societies millennia old once held in highest regard their
gatekeepers, those people capable of entering other dimensions or of
bringing the forces of other dimensions into what we currently call
"ordinary reality." These guardians of the Gateways fostered powers the
modern world has forgotten, such entering dimensions where they can
commune with ancient trees or eons-old river stones. Such powers were only
a few of the dimensions the gatekeepers accessed. Many could read the
stars or divine the future or speak sacred dreams or call forth healing in
the sick. Remnants of those long-forgotten days tease us today. But that
is changing. Otherworldly forces beyond the rational now flood what we
call our world, once again empowering those born with the gifts
transcending our limited third dimension.
to the gatekeepers of old? Most were killed, burned, imprisoned or forced
into hiding. And why? Most gatekeepers were gay. Indigenous societies had
no word comparable to the modern word "gay." They had words which loosely
translate to "two-spirit," "contraries," "man-woman" or "flower children."
The word of origin usually was not spoken among the people of the village.
Not because it was shameful but because it was too sacred. For instance,
the Dagara tribe of Africa -- who still recognize their gatekeepers in
remote villages -- have no word for "gay." They saw their gatekeepers as
spiritually-oriented adepts not sexually-oriented misfits. The term
"gatekeeper" represented the capacity of these spiritual adepts to cross
gateway dimensions, and to guard those same gateways from forces of other
dimensions trying to come into ours. They carried an energy signature
which was recognized even before birth by the shaman of the village.
religions took power in Europe they decided to rid themselves of these
powerful gatekeepers by discrediting or destroying them. And as European
powers colonized Africa, South America, North America, and Australia, they
carried with them their desire to eliminate the gatekeepers, whom they
labeled as "savages." In colonial America, the zeal to eliminate any
powers threatening to Religion led to witch hunts or public displays of
torture. But that is all about to change.
unlikely source is asking for the return of the gatekeepers, and that
source is none other than the angelic realm. These heavenly beings are now
speaking out in teachings from the Joseph Crane material, which began with
my book <italic>On the Wings of Heaven</italic>. The latest material
indicates an accordance from the angelic realm with understandings from
indigenous societies that these gatekeepers, these gifted ones, were and
are among the most sacred gifts of heaven. However, what is equally
surprising is that the angelic realm also indicates that the new
gatekeepers are no longer to be found only among those who are gay or bi.
Indeed, these new teachings indicate that the new gatekeepers will be
found throughout society as long as those who are called are willing and
able to embrace both their masculine and their feminine. Why? you might
ask. The indigenous knew full well that the gatekeepers held both
masculine and feminine energy when moving across dimensions. Once one
moves beyond the third dimension, duality no longer functions. You cannot
pound a dualistic square peg into a wholistic round hole. And those who
held on to their dualism while trying to cross a gateway, paid the price
by having that very dualism explode in their spiritual faces, causing an
eruption of any hang-ups, problems, issues, or confusions fostered by
dualism. In other words, a macho male trying to cross into another
dimension would find himself confronted by the most powerful of feminine
powers. These powers would so confront him as to either destroy his
machismo or strip him of the mind-set behind it. And in some cases, such
confrontation would result in either the insanity or death of the
transgressor. Some men cannot survive seeing their own feminine, let alone
So why would
the angelic realm exhort humanity to bring back the gatekeepers? Also in
the Crane material are teachings in what many in the Bitterroot Valley of
Montana are already familiar with: the angelic gateways. That's correct.
The time has come for even the division between Heaven and Earth to cease.
And the best way to assure that the forces of Heaven can merge with the
powers of Earth is to have gatekeepers in place who will assure that the
powers of healing and enlightenment are available to all.
societies jealously guarded the powers of the gateways. In fact, the
gatekeepers were known as the Guardians of the Gateways. Their job was to
make sure that just not anyone could enter these spiritual wormholes. Not
only was it too dangerous, but it could also be misused. However, the
angelic gateways are different. Unlike the gateways found in nature, the
angelic gateways, which can be created by sacred geometry using special
stones, have a self-protective device that causes them to close if any
"evil" or "wrongful" intention exists. The angels themselves see good and
evil as dualistic. To allow anyone with a dualist notion of carrying
anything counter to Oneness into a gateway creates a spiritual paradox,
which automatically shuts down the gateway. And unlike the ancient
gateways, the angelic gateways are to be open to all.
What are the
consequences of these new gateways and their new gatekeepers? Once again,
the spiritually gifted are coming forth as integral parts of the
community. Is it important for people to learn once again how to talk to
trees and learn from ancient stones? If we are to stay on this planet,
recognizing the power of harmony, it is. Do we need gatekeepers who can
hold healing space? Just look at the most recent failures of modern
medicine with the common ordinary little bacterium. Science is losing out
to super-germs. Cancer is as prevalent today as it was decades ago when
the war on cancer began. And what about the powers of divining or
dreamspeaking or shamanism? Even science now understands that we are more
than our bodies. Research points to healing results coming from the
unexplainable, such a people who are prayed over doing better than those
who are left alone. The angels tell us we have more bodies than the
physical body. There are the emotional, mental, spiritual, ethereal, and
noetic bodies as well. Any of these bodies can end up affecting the
physical body by manifesting disease. It is time to honor those who can
work with these other bodies as well as realms such as the angelic as we
enter into a time that the angels say will eventually result in the end of
disease as we know it. It is no wonder they call for the return of the
is an article from New York Times bestselling author G.W. Hardin. As long
as the credit at the end of the article is used, permission is granted to
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SPIRITUAL VIOLENCE: Holding Religion
by G.W. Hardin
Was I out of
my mind? I could have been gay-bashed. All I knew was that I was sick and
tired of listening to public displays of gay bigotry. And it seems I'm not
the only one. Before I confess my tale of temporary insanity, let me
kidnap you for a bit so that you might understand the truth behind this
It was a
straight preacher who coined the term "spiritual violence." And he
directed the phrase at his own Methodist Church who had summoned him, put
him on trial, and defrocked him for daring to conduct a union ceremony
between two gay men. Reverend Jimmy Creech was not trying to defend
himself when condemning spiritual violence. Quite to the contrary, he was
exhorting his own Christian fellowship, during the trial, to cease its
erring ways with gay men and women.
before his accusers, When gay men and women are called sinners over and
over again, it eats away at the very fabric of their being, undermining
their sense of self-esteem. Sadly, this often leads them to drugs,
alcoholic abuse, promiscuity, or suicide. Those who have condemned the
sinner are themselves the source of sin.
Creech is not alone in holding his communion accountable. Bishop Spong of
the Episcopalian Church travels continents with a similar message. His
popularity and his strong voice are stoking the embers of institutional
religion unrelentingly. And isn't it about time? As an author of spiritual
topics, what is it that I should be doing? This nagging question was the
very thorn lingering in my side as I accidentally overheard a conversation
on a Seattle ferry boat heading for the Olympic Peninsula.
I was having a
quiet lunch with a good friend when, midway, four men plopped themselves
in a booth across the cafeteria from us. One in particular -- a blond
truck-driver type, with a handlebar moustache big enough to hang clothes
on -- was swilling a beer and ranting to his comrades about gays in the
military and how "them homos deserved what they got." It was a sermon on
how queers should be purged from society. Growling, I rose from the table
and slam-dunked my remaining sandwich into the trash. Once I realized I
was standing in the midst of a bar scene out of Star Wars, it was too
late. The truck driver had taken notice of my intrusion after finishing a
gulp of beer. "Excuse me sir," I said, "But I don't appreciate your public
display of bigotry."
"What the hell
are you talking about?" he protested.
"You know what
I'm talking about. Your attitude and your opinions about what you call
'homos.' " He looked more stunned than I did. After his eyes checked out
his buddies, he stared up at me and said, "Well that's too bad. I don't
I don't know
what came over me, but I returned, "And I, sir, don't like bigots."
ensued with our voices taking turns ratcheting up the decibel meter.
"Homosexuality is a sin. You guys are sick! Homos are sick!" he yelled.
At this point,
every head on the ferry was turned our way, every single conversation
having ceased, except the one between me and the handlebar moustache. "And
you are a bigot," I yelled back, drowning out the rumble of the boat's
engines. Realizing I was getting nowhere, I left the cafeteria deck and
returned to my car. The truck driver went ballistic in his ensuing tirade
about homos and sin, embarrassing himself and his buddies. But what had I
accomplished? To be sure, I was proud I had confronted bigotry, especially
bigotry pouring from the mouth of a man who could have tipped me overboard
just as easily as he tipped his beer mug.
You see, I was
on the way to a conference where a friend, James Twyman (author of The
Emissary of Light) was to speak. And his speech was on the topic of peace.
Twyman is known throughout the world as "The Troubadour of Peace." I ended
up sitting quietly, listening to Jimmy lecture about peace. And his key
point was not to talk about peace, ask for peace, or pray for peace. He
says we must BE peace. Hearing him caused a replay in my head of the scene
on the ferry. I ceased "being" peace the moment I judged and accused the
truck driver of being a bigot. For that made me no better than he. I
remembered Creech's words: Those who have condemned the sinner are
themselves the source of sin.
As true as my
words may have been, what might have been better would have been to
replace judgment with words reminding the truck driver of his innate
goodness, his capacity to love, his capacity to be a decent and caring
human being. For this is what Reverend Jimmy Creech and Bishop Spong are
doing on our behalf. It's not easy BEING peace. But it may truthfully be
the most powerful tool we have in holding religion accountable.
G.W. Hardin is
a New York Times bestselling author of THE DAYS OF WONDER, THE MESSENGERS
and ON THE WINGS OF HEAVEN. Well known for his true stories about the
strangely wonderful, he strives to bring forth information which will take
us toward a better a world. He resides in Missoula, Montana.
THE SACRED POWER OF BEING GAY
by G.W. Hardin
Branded in my
memory is the first time I saw the jarring, large sign suspended between
enthusiastic Christian supporters: "God Hates Fags." To witness this
flagrant condemnation at the March on Washington - when more than a
million gays and lesbians showed up in the name of justice, solidarity,
and equality - was shocking and at the same time humorous. At the time, I
was standing in the middle of the Oregon delegation, who had assembled
right behind the Colorado delegation - two states where legal battles
raged as constitutional initiatives tried to outlaw protections for gay
men and women. The Colorado delegation raised more than a hundred fists in
the air as they passed by the sign-carriers, shouting, "Shame! Shame!
Shame!" When next the Oregon delegation passed by the brightly painted
sign, a chant of hundreds of voices proclaimed, "We're here! We're queer!
Get used to us. We're fabulous!" I can still hear it to this day. Those
voices sounded like a marching army. Reminded me of my days in boot camp.
The skyscrapers reverberated with the thunder of many bass voices
amplifying as more and more delegations joined in the chant. Normally, I
would just watch in a situation like this. It was not my way to raise my
voice. But several in our delegation began to dance as the chant
continued. They were not angry; they were celebrating. After all,
Proposition 9 had just been defeated by the voters of Oregon. Of course we
should celebrate. And as the celebrating grew louder, I could no longer
still my voice. For the first time in my life, I joined in the
benediction: "We're here! We're queer! Get used to us. We're fabulous!" It
was a minor miracle that I had even heard the sound of my own voice. And
since that day, my voice has not been stilled.
What also has
not been stilled is fundamentalists' proclaiming that part of the Divine
Flock is going to hell. I hesitate to tell you this, but Heaven has sent a
messenger to counter those who would use the name of a loving God in such
a condemning way. Let me try and explain. It was never my intent to write
true stories about angels or heavenly intervention. For like the first
time when I raised my voice at the March on Washington, I now raise my
voice in a way I would never have attempted before. I was not a willing
advocate, I have to confess. The story of how angels began making their
presence known in my life is not a story I like to tell. Much the same way
a mountain climber does not like to confess to the blisters on his feet.
For I had been asked the question, what would I rather do, proclaim
injustice, act out my anger, or live in the sacredness of my own power?
All of these choices can be seen as worthy causes. But one of them has yet
to be fully tried. Or so it would seem to those of us who recognize that
we can change precious little by telling others to shut up. So allow me
the luxury of trying to explain what it means to possess sacred power.
shaman-priest, named Malidoma Somé, once told me, "In my culture, we have
no word for gay. In my village, we see no separation between the natural
world and the supernatural world." The point he continued to make was that
in his tribal nation those that are gay are considered the sacred ones,
the Gatekeepers, those who can move between this world and the Otherworld.
They are accorded great respect and recognized as an integral part of
village life. No one would even think of showing disrespect to these
watchers of two worlds.
At first I was
surprised to hear such a notion. But the more I explored it, the more I
realized that most indigenous societies treated these "sacred ones" (the
Gatekeepers) with the same respect. In Native American societies, the
medicine men, the diviners, the dreamers and the dreamspeakers, the
astrologers, the sacred singers and the callers of the spirits were most
often gay. Like the Africans, they were recognized for being able to
access the natural and the supernatural. They were called "two-spirits"
because of this inherent power. Some of these sacred ones were not gay,
but had the capacity to tap into both their masculine and feminine in
spiritual, emotional and mindful ways.
shock when, writing my latest book, ON THE WINGS OF HEAVEN, this notion of
the sacred ones once again came forth-only this time from the angelic
realm. Any of you who have read my works know that I write true stories
about the extraordinary. My new book is just such a story where a Vietnam
Vet, by the name of Joseph Crane, barely survives the bombing of his ship
during the Vietnam War. Just when he thinks he is going to die, a shouting
voice directs him through a blinding inferno. Later, along with his fellow
deck mates who had also followed the voice, Joe discovers no human source
can be found to thank. For twelve years, the voice intermittently
continues its calling out of Joe's name until the day he decides to answer
back. From that point on, there unfolds a story that changes Joe's life.
An angel appears in his bedroom while he is about to join his wife and
four dogs in sleep. The angel charges Joe to find seven master souls who
not only will represent the human condition in us all but will also speak
on behalf of humanity as heaven presents us with an offer of returning to
an Eden-like earth. And by the way, three of those seven masters will be
gay. Joe almost chokes at hearing this, but over the space of two years
finds the seven.
What is so
striking is how these seven work in the village concept hinted at by
Malidoma Somé. And at one point, the angel goes so far as to call them
Gatekeepers, just like the African culture. However, the angel speaks of a
different kind of Gatekeeper where all are welcome, not just gays and
lesbians. Now, isn't that a switch? To add to all this, the angel presents
Joe Crane with two texts, one called "The Book of Bricks," and the other a
decoding of the Biblical text known as the Book of Revelation, or also
known as Apocalypse. What's so interesting is that the angel reveals that
much of Revelation has been misused and misinterpreted over the centuries.
It is not a book about the end of the world, but about the end of hatred,
fear and punishment. It's too detailed to go into here, but I would like
to point out one particular passage and quote from the book directly. The
historical, Biblical translation from this corresponding section in the
Book of Revelation goes like this:
...and no one
could learn the song except those hundred and forty-four thousand, who
have been purchased from the earth. These are they who were not defiled
with women; for they are
virgins. These follow the Lamb wherever he goes. These were purchased from
among men, first-fruits unto God and unto the Lamb, and in their mouth
there was found no lie: they are without blemish [Rev. 14:4-5].
Now, I'd like
to give you the exact translation as was given to Joe Crane by the angel.
Pay close attention to how words were changed across history. The angel
tells Joe this same passage as it was given from the one called I Am:
were those that had the Father's and the Son's name written on them. No
one could learn the new song but these. And they were those men that did
not lay with women or women that did not lay with men. They have been
chosen as the first fruits and are the spiritual teachers. They are
blameless and speak the truth of God's love.
Rather than go
into the reason for these differences, I'd like to continue with an
excerpt from ON THE WINGS OF HEAVEN, from chapter 15, page 209. Let me set
the stage here. Joe Crane has now had several visits from the angel and
has found the seven master souls. One in particular, Gary, who is gay, is
helping Joe with the information being provided by the angel. Joe has
named the angel "Michael." We come in as Michael is just finishing
with showing Joe a vision of what the original writer of Revelation, John
the Apostle, saw. The angel is telling Joe, "You knew these people were
gay when I first gave you what to write. You and many others knew things
that you are not aware of yet. Be not surprised when you do. The song they
sing has been learned, and is being learned, by the male and female in the
male and female. These are the 'first fruits' spoken of in Revelation.
They are in touch with the male and female natures in all things. These
are the ones who chose, and were chosen, to live this way. The religions
of the world have cast them out as sinners and allowed them not the love
of God. Blessed were they, for the love of God was all they had. They were
set free to find the connection with that love. They feel the spiritual
connection of both the masculine and feminine."
"Gary said this part could mean that they were celibates or virgins."
would tell you so," Michael said, "yet that does not make it so. When you
abstain from sex, you abstain from nature, and are out of balance. Only
when the four natures of humankind (the physical, mental, emotional, and
spiritual) are in balance will you be one with God.
you have found will be found by others, and those that read this will see
the truth in what is written. Much has been asked of you, and much have
you given. I will not speak to you again until you have rested. Be about
that which is before you. Be at peace and teach only love."
Michael stepped back into the brilliance of light and disappeared. Joe sat
there stunned by all he had seen, heard, and felt.
As Gary reads
this message from the angel, he is overwhelmed with emotion, for he has
felt the guilt of religion and the judgment of peers. So much of his life
has been kept secret because so many had told him that God did not love
him. He had abandoned religion completely, which was a tragedy, for he was
an extremely spiritual person. And oddly enough, if you look closer, you
will see the angel is right: Most gay men and women are deeply spiritual,
and in an innate way. Just like the indigenous had recognized, they are
actually spiritually-oriented, not sexually-oriented. Sexual-orientation
is an invention of modern-day society. What a surprise from a cultural
that sells sex on the TV screen, in the movies, and in the newspapers as
if nothing else mattered. Gay men and women's sexuality is simply a
by-product of their spiritual-orientation, not the other way around. The
angel, the heavens, recognize this. They understand that we carry the
masculine and feminine in us in the most profound way. And not for sexual
reasons, but for spiritual reasons. This is a gift, not a curse. It was
intended as a blessing so that all of life could and would be held in
balance. With so many years of repression and condemnation, is it any
wonder that we find our world out of balance? It does not surprise me that
even the angels have chosen to intervene to try and bring this balance
back to all peoples, as well as to the Earth herself.
We simply must
end this arrogance where we pretend to speak for God. We must take a look
at ourselves collectively and understand that we all have a place in the
Divine Plan. And those who are blessed with the "first fruits" must give
up their victimhood in favor of their sacred power. The time has come for
the Gatekeepers to bring balance back to themselves and to life itself.
Let me illustrate.
I was at an
Integrity meeting a few weeks ago. The entire meeting was taken up with
the horrible injustice done at a university church were the pastor found
out the choir director, who also happened to be the youth director, was
fired on the spot when he found out she was a lesbian. She had an
incredible record, as her employee evaluations witnessed. But that wasn't
good enough. Her years as a member of the congregation, her devotion to
the children of the church, simply did not matter. She was out.
The meeting I
was attending filled the air with lamentations. Tears were wiped away as
if trying to scrub away evidence of shame. My heart ached for the music
minister who had been fired, and compassion flowed out for those who were
so wounded, who poured out their hearts at this meeting. But enough was
enough. Similar to the story I have told here, I told of a letter I had
received from a straight cohort telling me about a young man who had come
out to his mother. Her response had been swift. She cut him out of the
will and refused to let him return to their home. He was told God did not
love him the way he was. The man didn't care about money, he had only
wanted his mother's love. Repeatedly denied, he was contemplating suicide
when the cohort handed him a copy of my book. At first, he couldn't
believe it. My friend encouraged the man to forgive his mother, bless her
because her own fears had blinded her of her son's love. She had not only
wounded him, she had wounded herself. Soon, the man realized he was not
without means. He began to understand that he was blessed with spiritual
power. He forgave his mother and quit begging for her love. Instead, he
simply showered her with his love expecting nothing in return. It took a
while, but in the end, she was changed.
As I finished
my story, there wasn't a sound to be heard in the meeting. Power. It was
there. Everyone felt it. No one could deny it. My final remark was, "You
do not have to be victims. You have been blessed with power. And I don't
have to tell you that the greatest power there is, is the power of love."
And to my
surprise, a gifted friend of mine, a talented composer and musician named
Lee Ellis, spoke up. "Perhaps I could offer a closing to the meeting. I
would like to sing a song and let that be our concluding prayer. Is
everyone open to that?" All encouraged him to take his place at a nearby
piano. Music soon filled the air as he sung a song from his new album
dedicated to those in recovery from spiritual abuse, those who have been
rejected by the very religions who should be embracing them. The name of
the song is "Stranger at the Gate." As the words clung to the melodic
tones reaching every ear and every heart, new tears came forth.
... I am the
lost and the forgotten...
I am the only first-begotten...
I am the souls you cast aside...
I am the toll at the end of the ride...
Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am?
I am the
Lord of all you see;
I am in you, you are in me.
Can you see who I am?
Do you know who I am?
I am the Stranger at the gate.
These were not
the same tears that had been wiped away earlier. No one wiped these tears
away for they felt good, they felt right. Lee was a living testimonial to
this sacred power that comes attached to every gay man and woman at birth.
As the song ended, few, if any felt like a victim. For they were
witnessing what the angel wants all of earth to witness: Balance. Peace.
Love. The next time I see a banner blazoned with "God Hates Fags," I won't
even shout like I did last time. Next time, I will simply bless those
people. For they are in need of blessing. They have no idea how much harm
they do to themselves as well as others, simply because they cannot love.
Lee Ellis' new
CD about sacred power in gay men and women, MICHAEL, can also be purchased