Gnosis. The direct experiential knowledge of the divine. This is not enlightenment understood in its general sense of insight or learning but enlightenment that validates the existence of the supernatural.
  

 

 






















 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

     The Gift of Miracles

     God interceded in my life many times. Here are a few of the miracles I experienced as I learned to work with the ascended masters, the angels and the presence of God within me. These stories, and many more, are published in the book Miracles, Masters and Mirth: Adventures in Spirituality and Self-Awareness.

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Presencia Yo Soy


     One spring day, I was walking through La Boca, a colorful artsy neighborhood in Buenos Aires, taking pictures, when I became aware that a young couple had been following me. All of a sudden, the woman pulled out a handkerchief and insisted on wiping my back because she said there was a mustard stain on my shirt.
I knew that local thieves sprayed tourists with mustard in order to rob them while helping them clean up, so I politely thanked the woman and told her mustard comes off in the wash. Then I walked away, relieved that my purse was intact. I had just exchanged a lot of dollars and had all of my bank and credit cards with me, which was the only way for me to get more funds.
     A short time later, while I was waiting for a bus in front of the main train station, I was caught off guard. A young man pointed to the stain on my shirt and the minute I turned around, my wallet was gone. I asked the man to give it back and he denied taking it. Then, I remembered these thieves work in groups. I looked around and saw a man in his forties, dressed in a suit, crossing the street whistling.
My intuition told me this man had my wallet, so I started chasing him. He turned around and when he saw that I was coming after him, started to run too. I ran as fast as I could, dodging all of the buses and taxis that were coming at us with Latin speed.
     “Para le, stop him,” I yelled as people watched, but nobody moved. Eventually, I could no longer keep up with him and he started to get lost in the bustle.
      I knew this was a real crisis situation, having no money to get home or to finish my stay. I had just learned about the Mighty I AM Presence, the personalized divine presence that hovers above us at all times, surrounded by concentric rings of spiritual energy. I decided to call upon this presence for help.      “Presencia Yo Soy,” I said, as I continued to run. I felt a renewed burst of energy and within a minute or so, spotted the man in the crowd again.
     He turned around and decided to give up, though he still had the lead. “Here’s your cuero,” he said, throwing my wallet on the ground.
     By that time, a crowd had formed around us. I did not know whether to laugh or cry. My lungs were burning and I was out of breath, but I felt elated because my wallet was intact. I knew that my Mighty I AM Presence had intervened. Only God could have made this man give up the chase when he was still ahead. I was so grateful. I can’t even begin to imagine the nightmare it would have been to be stranded in a city like Buenos Aires with no money.

 

An Angel in a Pick Up Truck

     On our way home from a conference in Montana, we decided to drive through the night to get back to Minneapolis for my sister Marie’s flight. We took turns driving and about midnight, I fell asleep.
     It was extremely cold and pitch dark on the highway. We were in eastern Montana, which is like the middle of nowhere, and the roads were covered with a very thick sheet of ice. All of a sudden, Marie accidentally jerked the steering wheel.
     I woke up, startled, as we headed down a 15 foot ditch. The car softly stopped at the bottom, lodged inside a snowbank. We were stuck. We hadn’t seen any traffic for a long, long time and the car did not have much gas left.
     I stepped outside the car and realized we were in a life-and-death situation, so I started to call to God and to Archangel Michael for immediate help. We had no time to lose.
     Within a minute or so of making the call, a man showed up in a pick up truck. He was wearing a flannel plaid shirt, overalls and some kind of cap on his head. He was very friendly and completely calm.
     “You girls are lucky I stopped by,” he said, “because even highway patrol isn’t out tonight in these road conditions.” He pulled out a tow rope and told me to go inside his truck to warm up. I sat down and waited, listening to the country music that was gently playing. Then he told Marie, “Go check up on your sister because she looks very upset.” Neither of us had told him we were sisters.
     The man pulled the car out of the ditch and told us he would follow us to Miles City, where we must stop and get a hotel room. We thanked him, got in the car and drove off. I could see him in the rear view mirror, following us. We were the only two cars on the road. Then, as we reached the first signs for Miles City, I looked up in the mirror and he was gone.
     Since that trip, I have driven through Miles City many times. There is no road that exits the highway where this took place.

The Yellostone River


     On a hot day later that summer, I set out with some friends to go tubing down the Yellowstone River. I had never done this before, but my friends were regulars at it. We were each sitting on inner tubes, and no one had a life jacket. We started downstream, having the time of our life, bobbing up and down in the splashing rapids.
     After we passed the first set of rapids, the current separated me from the group and I started to lag behind. All of a sudden, there was a huge boulder just below the surface. Before I could steer away, the water swept me into a giant hole. My inner tube flew into the air and I was engulfed in a powerful whirlpool that was way over my head. Being a good swimmer, I started to tread water but the whirlpool was too strong. I struggled to come up for air but no matter how hard I tried, I could not reach the surface.
     Soon all of my energy was spent. I had no strength left and was sucked down into the hole. Everything was dark around me and I felt completely defeated. I knew I had to give up my life even though it didn’t seem like the right timing.
     “The fallen ones have finally got me,” I thought, referring to the force of darkness, and I became acutely aware that a significant part of me would be staying in the bottom of the river. It was my not-self, impermanent and unreal, that I had identified with. This jarring realization was even more disturbing than the physical experience of drowning and I finally did let go.
     At that point, time and space collapsed and I found myself on top of the river, a couple of yards away from the whirlpool. I was stunned. I did not experience my body moving from the bottom to the top of the river and had no idea how I got there. I started to swim frantically so I would not get sucked into the whirlpool again, having no tube to hang onto.
     One of my friends, Geron, who happened to be a lifeguard, was floating by. He had been leading up the rear when the accident happened. He knew that if he jumped in, we would both drown so he watched me struggle and go under. Then, when I surfaced, he said it was like an angel had picked me up.
     Away from the whirlpool, Geron reached out to me with his inner tube and helped me stay calm. As the two of us swam to shore through more rapids, I felt a peaceful light shine upon me. Even though I was still in shock, I knew I would be safe.
     Later, I went to the emergency room to get checked out. I was all right physically, but it took me several months to process what had happened mentally, emotionally and spiritually.

Holy Water!

     Our construction was already underway and it came time to drill a well. The cost of the well was an unknown factor that would determine everything else, which had stressed me out for months. We knew that our closest neighbor’s well was one of the deepest and most expensive in the area, and that if we were to run into the same terrain, we would completely blow our budget. Every time I prayed to God about the well, I had the sense not to worry but I was still extremely concerned.
     “Lord,” I said, “you know where the water is and I don’t. Please show me where the water is and help me feel the light.”
     I started to walk the land and came upon a spot where I felt light on my crown chakra. The light was focused in a circle. I could clearly feel the circumference of the circle, about ten feet around, and the center point where the energy was strongest. My neighbor and I put a stake in the ground where I had felt the most light and then I went home to work on my faith.
     I could not come out on the day of the drilling, so I asked our neighbor Orlando to show the drillers the stake for the well placement. Some of the other contractors started to suggest more preferable locations but Orlando thankfully insisted that they drill where the stake was. In the meanwhile, I was at home praying for the best possible outcome.
     About thirty minutes later, I received a phone call from the driller. “Lady,” he said, “I don’t know how you did it but we found abundant water at less than 50 feet. This is the shallowest well we have ever drilled and you just saved yourself $10,000.”
     I put the phone down, elated. I was so grateful for this divine manifestation and for the joy of co-creating with God. The savings on the water made it possible for us to buy a hot tub, among other things, a luxury I had secretly wished for but which up to that point, could not fit into our budget.

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