A Message From “The Family”: On Pets

Rand.UrdwillMister Rand is today facing the possibility that his pet feline, Urdwill, may have more cancerous tumors growing upon his body. They may be malignant or they may be nonmalignant, but in any event Mister Rand’s cat is not eating, although he is drinking water. Mister Rand is remembering all the pets, and all the humans, he has lost to death over the decades, and has been showing great signs of anxiety, guilt, and shame, because part of himself feels (1) that males should not feel such feelings, (2) that he ought to have “saved” his transformed loved ones from death; and (3) that his future spiritual belongingness–whether “God” accepts him after death or not–depends upon his being perfect in all his thoughts, words, and deeds. He even believes that we may be fictions, or worse still, Satanic messengers sent to draw him and those who read his blogs away from the One True God. Mister Rand does not believe any of these things consciously. But all selves exist within the Self, including younger versions of the self, and all their voices sometimes sound within Mister Rand’s heart at once, contradicting the quieter voices of his reason and spiritual insight.

Mister Rand has vowed, when ever it is Urdwill the cat’s true time of leave taking the body, never to have another pet, because he says he “cannot bear” the thought of watching another pet die, or worse still, causing their death by having them euthenased by injection at a vet’s office. Mister Rand says that his grief is too great to bear, since (as he is aware) his grief over losing a pet is also grief over his losses of all the animals and humans in his life (and other lives as well, though he may not know this consciously). There are times when he even feels guilty over having a pet at all, both because of the impact pet-rearing can have on the environment and because he wonders whether it is good for an animal to be shoehorned into a human’s life rather than be permitted to live out its lifespan in a natural environment. Yet even in these things he knows the truth: that there are no natural environments, for your world has been made and remade by Humans repeatedly over the millennia; that in the “wild,” animals live a much shorter time than in “captivity;” and that humans can bring enormous comfort and fun into a domesticated animal’s life.

Mr. Urdwill has lived a reasonably long life for a cat of his size and genetic makeup: 14 years by Mister Rand’s present count. For all but 8 months of those years, Mister Urdwill has roamed free within his territory, Mister Rand’s backyard. He has enjoyed much fresh air, sleeping under datura leaves, chasing toads, terrorizing Mister Rand’s dogs (<-this is a joke>).

[Broken off because of need to take Urdwill to vet; resumed early next morning]

The purpose of the communion between “pets” and humans varies from pet to pet and human to human. Why did Mr. Urdwill choose Mr. Rand as his human companion that day at the pound in 2002, when Mister Rand, following an image of a black cat that had persisted in coming to him, visited the pound and experienced the black Abyssinian mix cat open the door of its cage, walk out, and sit upon Mister Rand’s foot? Mr. Urdwill wished freedom from enclosure. And freedom from enclosure is what Mister Rand gave him, for most of the years of their time together. Both cat and human also wished love, for all beings wish love, even rodents, which humans frequently despise because they closely resemble humans in some of their habits; and lizards, which being “cold blooded” are thought to have no need for love, only sex and food. It is just that Love takes different forms amongst different beings.

What Mister Rand really wants to know is, did he love Urdwill and his family and friends who have passed, truly love them “enough” for God to forgive him for not having been perfect? For having resented and quarreled with his beloved younger brother who died of AIDS in 1990? For having hated his abusive-seductive mother, who nonetheless had loved him in her way and he had loved her in his? For having heeded his lover Alex’s psychic command not to enter Alex’s room the evening of Alex’s suicide, when Mister Rand had returned from a gig the both of them had been scheduled to lead? We say, Yes, you have loved truly. Yes, you have expressed this love at times imperfectly. That is because one purpose for incarnation, the great task of incarnating in physical reality, is to learn to integrate the Divine Love at one’s core with one’s physical self and circumstances. And all students perform imperfectly—they are learning.

Mister Urdwill’s life is drawing to a close due to cancer and complications therefrom. Grief is difficult for many humans to express and bear, for it makes them feel weak and vulnerable and foolish in the eyes of other adults. We ask for all who experience grief over the loss of a companion animal or human relative or friend that you pray for Divine Love to help you forgive yourselves for being students of Love rather than masters thereof. And we thank you for sharing. •

— Channeled April 14-15, 2015, Santa Fe, New Mexico

The Emperor’s New Clothes: A Message from “The Family”

The Emperor Essence, the Manifesting Doer.

The Emperor Essence, the Manifesting Doer.

In physical reality, things change. This is both the gift of physical reality and its curse. Only in physical reality (and its immediate support structure, thought reality) can sadness, grief, pain, fear, hatred, anger, and envy be experienced, for only in these realities is the consciousness so frameworked that it can only with difficulty maintain awareness of its immortality and abundant nature.

Such awareness limiting frameworks are necessary in order to keep the self focused in space-time. For spacetime is the most highly energetic of all realities, and thus takes the greatest concentration to focus upon. The plane of the One, on the other hand, where there is no differentiation and no change, is utter stillness and calm. The only effort required to focus upon the plane of the One is to simply let go completely.

Wandering through space-time, the self encounters many individuals who enrich and challenge its assumptions about reality. Such a person was karl Deke Von Uhl, a gentleman of Mr. Rand’s acquaintance who last night began his transition from identification with his physical self: that is, he died. The vectors that helped him die were AIDS and cancer, and he was attended by his longtime partner, Todd Parker.

Why do we mention these men here in this context? Mr Rand did not, after all, know either of them well. Mr Karl he had known in Santa Fe as a client and then, much later, as a friend; Mr Todd he has not met at all. Yet last night’s transition triggered in Mr Rand a desire to know why, given all Mr Rand’s experiences as a psychic and channeler with worlds of the unseen, he still fears death? And why, when he has sensed Mr Karl’s energies around him, more alive than ever albeit not physical, part of himself is still saddened?

Grieving the death of a loved one is not a betrayal of spiritual insight, but a natural human animal reaction to loss of continued experience of the loved one’s voice, touch, scent, breath, body. Wedded as he is to a noble animal body, Mr Rand is outfitted with an ego whose job it is to keep him in spacetime long enough for the balance of the multiverse to be maintained. One of the tools the ego employs towards this end is sex. Mr Rand thought that Mr Karl was very sexy, and although there was never sexual contact between them, for Mr Karl was partnered and had sexual tastes differing from those of Mr Rand, Mr Karl embodied the Tarot Essence called the Emperor, the most physical of all the faces of the Divine. And Emperor Essence individuals have the root chakra as their central chakra, which means that sex is usually very important to them. More than sex, Mr Karl was passionate about the sensual beauty of life: his lover’s body, the power of music (he was a professional musician), art, literature. The ugliness of life he also found beautiful, and embraced.

Mr Rand admired these powerful life energies in Mr Karl as much as he admired Mr Karl’s physical form. And so, since Mr Rand has always struggled with loathing of sexuality and physicality, the few interactions he had with Mr Karl always imbued him with fresh sense of enthusiasm for spacetime experience.

In the last weeks of Mr Karl’s earthly experience in his body, Mr Rand was privileged to offer Mr Karl spiritual and emotional support through Mr Karl’s transition process. In this Mr Rand was balancing his inability to offer such support to his lover Stuart “Alex” Lucker, who left physical reality by his own hand in 1988. Mr Todd was happy to allow Mr Rand access to Mr Karl and last night thanked Mr Rand for his encouragement.

Where is Karl Deke Von Uhl now? He is in the process of expanding the awareness of himself from physical reality through thought reality and into the causal plane or physical planning state, where he will become aware of his entire life just completed and will review how that life added, or did not add, to the balance of his experience as a whole. When Mr Karl has completed this process, he will choose whether to adopt a new physical persona or to remain in the nonphysical (or both). Should he choose to adopt a new physical persona, Mr Karl, the Emperor, will take on a new set of clothes, whether it be in the physical universe Mr Todd and Mr Rand presently occupy or some other. And so the multiversal balance will continue to be fulfilled.

Yet for Mr Todd, and for Mr Rand to a lesser extent, there is grief; and not only for them, but for hundreds of other individuals whose lives Mr Karl touched and challenged and enriched. So although Mr Karl did not complete the great works of writing he envisioned as his purpose, he left many fine writings behind him; and more than this, he gave a visceral life-affirming love to many who knew him. And so in no sense can Mr Karl’s life just past be considered any kind of a waste.

And so, Mr Karl, warrior and poet, live long and prosper; and in the light reaches thou shalt become music until the Earth summons you back into Her embrace once more. And we thank you for sharing. •