Sunday, August 24, 2008

An Answer?

This morning awoke again quite early. The first thought after the pain was interNET. Then the dream of the night before of swimming out into the deep waters, of seeing the net floating under the surface and not being able to lift it or swim-drag it back to shore, and knowing it wasn't to even try. It wasn't the responsibility of this one. Then the dad's voice, as it was in its off-and-on nonsensical times of the last expressions on earth, in the temporal world: he was yet trying to communicate a message about the net, the land, the deep waters. He was communicating the difference in communication: the land, the net, the deep waters. He is in deep waters now; what a difference in how he communicates from heaven as opposed to how he did on earth, encumbered, readying to pass through a doorway, and a keyhole passage at that.

So it is the interNET. That is the net, and am to swim around it and beyond. It is a net that is functional for the temporal world, and very much so the temporal Catholic world, and for temporal world Catholics and temporal Catholic world Catholics. And others. But when one is borne out of that world and born into the mystical Catholic world, that is not the world of the interNET. The interNET lies somewhere not too far off shore, just beyond the marshlands and out in an area of the lake in which there is a kind of deep hole, surprisingly deep if one does not know it is there. But yet it is not far from land, and there are shallow areas around it, and so the waters beyond beckon as the true deep waters.

Am thinking this is the answer, at least for now. To avoid the net as shown and warned, and to seek the vast deep waters, the true ones, not the small hole of deep waters close to the temporal world shoreline. That one is sort of a sinkhole within the lake, and the net is too heavy, and a snare, and not for a lone swimmer being borne away from the shore and out into the true, vast deep.

If this is the answer as to what has been asked over time, and especially of late, then it is best to not touch the net or get near it, for what has been shown night before last, and again, the word connection this morning. The Holy Spirit communicates with images and words, and very much with a cleverness that mystifies and amuses the temporal mind of man. It is a kind of love game between lovers.

Nothing has not the energy to deal with that net, and most likely, by all warnings and showings, is not supposed to. So it won't touch it and will swim around and beyond. It leaves the net for the TCW Catholics who can effect tremendous good on it.

And, if what nothing has been shown is of the devil, in time the Lord will make that clear, and then nothing will have a peace and assurance as to the net and of writing on it, in it, whatever one does with this net that is somewhat offshore but not out there, not really and truly the same as the true deep waters. But sort of like it in a very temporal way. But not, and nothing is not to be caught up in what is not for nothing.

Back to writing sweet nothings to its Beloved Spouse, directly, pen on paper in the journal or perhaps on laptop but printed out and placed in the binder of several binders. No temporal audience but the Beloved and whoever else nothing addresses in the MCW.

You know how it is when one is sick with suffering, and tries hard to figure out what has caused or is causing the sickness. Something one ate? Something one has done? Someone one has been around? Then the suffering one does whatever necessary to try to correct the problem, to alleviate the pain, and this often (and maybe in most cases, most often) is done by changing a pattern more than taking a palliative.

So, we shall see. Nothing can continue communicating to the couple or so who write, will see how that goes. At least nothing knows it is not fleeing in fear, not being blugged off. All is well in that regard.

[Jedeloh pine is not doing well at all. The photo was of its vibrant days, green and lush and healthy. Shawn thought it might have been over-watered, but drying out only shows it more yellowing and sickly. This morning will give it some water at its root ball, a slow trickle for ten minutes, since it is quite dry in the earth, now. This pine was a "money plant" as Tim would say, and nothing chose it because its two main branches curved up, just like a priest's arms are held up during Mass! Oh, please, little pine, try to live! Keep the arms, like Moses, like our priests, up, up, up!]

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

I just opened my Bible to ask for inspiration on what to say to you, for though I enjoy your writing I know that you must always listen to God first. Believe it or not, I opened to Daniel and at the very top of the page was Daniel 2:47: "Truly your God is the god of gods and Lord of kings and a revealer of mysteries; that is why you were able to reveal this mystery." Soooo, I am always amazed at the Holy Spirit and how He functions! And I leave it to you to continue or not, but if not then please know you will continue to be in my prayers. I was also happy to see two godly women (Euodia and Syntyche?) come to "a mutual understanding in the Lord".

I hope we continue to meet at some level: in TCW or the MCW! May God bless you in His work for your life...

The Catholic Hermit said...

Dear Brenda,

This is so beautiful! It is strange how others have found messages, also. For now, I am taking a break from writing the blogs. Seems just what the Lord wants.

Last night was the first time in two weeks that I was even able to touch the harp. Today I've been able to weed and water, but am done in from it, but never a more thankful person for being able to weed.

Am hoping to write a book started a couple of years ago on how to suffer as a victim soul. Am setting a goal of beginning soon.

Do hope you will keep in touch. This is very difficult in many respects, the blogging. It had been quite a "world" for three years, and with meeting souls, such lovely souls!

I will keep writing, and maybe at some the Lord will choose to post something.

Thank you so much for the prayers and for the inspired message from Daniel--for even asking God to show you something to write to me.

This pain siege has been right up there among the "best"! Harder to manage as one gets older, in physical respects, but hopefully we hang in there better in the faith part.

Anonymous said...

Greetings Nothing Hermit - hope all is as well as can be in your little world, which is really the big world of souls. I have been praying for you and hope your pain is not too bad, and that you have been able to get to Mass, play the harp and continue in your garden. Prayer truly does connect us all, and I will keep you in mine. May God bless you and continue to work through you to bless others. Brenda

The Catholic Hermit said...

Dear Brenda,

Actually, was praying for you this afternoon while painting a last coat on a trellis for a wisteria. Then had a hard time getting the underneath screws in on a brace bar, so will have to SOS some help--angel or humanoid.

Actually, physical pain not so bad now, but have been coming through something that now I can see is good I'm not blogging about it!

Not playing the harp for now, as must get upper back to heal some, then will try for short periods. Found that holding arms out is not good for the already over worked upper back. So, am learning to detach more and more, in many ways, and admit to not doing it so graciously or gracefully--but quite humanly, selfishly, and pathetically! And that's the truth! And end up offering it all up--all the weaknesses.

Prayer is coming to be the main occupation, and thankfully prayers of others have helped. I know it. I'm so grateful.

The gardens are slowing down, but the marigolds love this cooler weather. Roses are still blooming. The da finally was able to come and see, and he must have said "Glory be to God!" 12 times or more. Someone kindly drove him here. The confessor had come a couple days prior and blessed gardens and hermitage. Kept saying how beautiful--but also noticed practical aspects. He liked my coffin and many of the religious objects and prints--especially of The Pieta.

Started reading the small volume "Self-Renunciation", and it is so good to be back into good reading, and practicing Scriptures to try to change my faults.

Anyway, I am grateful for your prayers and thoughts, and I want you to know that I do pray for you, Brenda! It is a joy to hear from you!

with you, in just adoring Him and in gratitude for angels,

nothing

Anonymous said...

Hello again - was praying for you this morning on my way to work. It is always amazing to me how the Holy Spirit just brings people to mind for no apparent reason (that WE can see)so I hope you are well. How are things going in Agnus Dei? Have you read anything good lately that you care to share? I'm reading a bio of St. Catherine Labouré, which is very good. I love to read of the saints' day-to-day lives, how they spent their time, and such. Very inspiring. Helps us see God in the simplicity of things.

Be well and of good courage - I hope you and your garden are prearing for winter! Blessed day, Brenda

The Catholic Hermit said...

Dear Brenda,

God's blessings and, yes, the Holy Spirit tapped you for some much-needed prayers for nothing. I will return love and prayers when I go to adoration soon.

There is sort of a trial going on--a trial that is really quite a blessing, but it is not easy to totally accept. Accept I must, of course, and this is only a "segue", I'm told, so will just keep at it.

I am finishing a book called Marie de L'Agnus Dei. It is of a young French woman who was a victim soul and in the Society of Marie Reparatrice, in the late 1800's. She dies at age 24 on Oct. 12, 1901.

Then, also, I am reading "Calls" by Sr. Lucia of Fatima. It is excellent in her explanation of the words of the messages. I finished "love" yesterday and today will read "beg pardon".

These people who we read of, such as St. Catherine Laboure, Sr. Lucia, Marie of L'Agnus Dei--they become our friends, our helpers, our teachers and examples in coming to union with Christ. They are PERFECT friends in Christ, for they are in the Beatific Vision.

I can tell that the Lord is trying very much to have these friends and my angel, and His mother, to teach me how to love purely, for I do not. Perhaps that is what I am to be learning in this segue.

God bless you, Brenda, and thank you Holy Spirit--for asking Brenda to pray for me this morning!

with you, in just adoring Him and in gratitude,
nothing

Anonymous said...

Blessed Advent! Hope you are well, and have "segued through" your trial. Have been going through something of a trial myself, concerning my vocation as wife and mother - but I always look to Advent as a chance to begin again, to wait expectantly for hope.

How is everything at Agnus Dei? Have you started writing anything new, or are you keeping to yourself? I know as a hermit it must be a difficult decision to make, whether to share with the world or only with God. And it seems both paths have their benefits. Please know you are still in my prayers. blessings and peace, Brenda

The Catholic Hermit said...

Dearest Brenda,

I am just heading off to adoration, and I am thankful to get your message and will pray for your segue! All vocations are created individually, even within the categories. I know God is always putting finishing touches on our souls within our vocations.

The segue here continues. I am at peace with the passage, now. Have been "doing" next to nothing, which at times shocks me and sets my mind into a rush to think of some hobby, interest--even looking at news on-line to distract. But, then I come to see what the mind is doing, and calm it, and beg the Holy Spirit to help my will and intellect liquefy and be assumed into God's Will and Mind. We beseech.

No writing, no harp playing (not a good instrument for one with back pain!), a little reading, much praying--I hope it is prayer.

A luxuriant Advent in such rich darkness. We are in the thick of it, aren't we? Thanks be to God!

Am snuffing ideas that come, just enough to see if they are from "my" will; this includes good ideas. Am waiting in the stillness, and after awhile, surely God will teach me what is His will only, and His ideas only. For now, I make myself enact the bare necessities of daily life. Until more energy comes to do otherwise, I sense this is God's way of allowing me to experience that much of what "I" have thought and done, has been "my" thought and will.

We are on quite the adventure in Advent. How can it be that waiting can be so full of motion? Glorious!

God bless you, Brenda! Thanks for your prayers, and just this morning at Mass I was praying for you! Now, that is God's idea coming to each of us.

with you, in just adoring Him and in gratitude for stille nachte,

nothing

Anonymous said...

Thank you for your prayers! Loved your comment about "luxurious Advent in rich darkness" - such a beautiful place to be! I will pray for you that only His ideas come through, and that you are in that desert place where he wooed his Beloved back to Him...Blessings, Brenda

The Catholic Hermit said...

Dear Brenda,

Will pray more today for you.

It is the deep, dark, immense woods instead of the desert. Same thing, though, in a sense.

Wrote a poem this morning, expressing some of the findings of the hunt. Have gone hunting God, and the da wrote and asked if I have found the elk yet, as he says that is the prize. Perhaps.

Yesterday the confessor commented re the erstwhile blogs, that they did help some people, and that I can't expect all to agree. However, it was not that, but the dream and going beyond. When we are hunting, how accurate a marksman can one be if writing the description at the same time?

I told the confessor that I am waiting for God to tell me His will, what He wants written. The poem is a start. Also helped through a pain episode, which is a practice session in seeking and finding, and just right for the poem's substance.