Almost every day I wrestle with my doubts that I am “making up” these poems, even though I don’t have any idea what the theme is going to be when I start writing the words I hear. The spirit world is so patient with me, in spite of my doubts. They continue to send me signs that we are working together on this wonderful task.
I transcribed poem #57 at 7 a.m. today after meditating for half an hour. Just a few minutes ago, at 1130, I was reading from one of the Silver Birch books (Silver Birch was the spirit guide of British medium Maurice Barbanell. His books are full of beautiful wisdom from the other side). I had already turned multiple pages, then turned a page and stopped cold when I read, “If you get into your mind this picture of graded life in the universe and know that, no matter what rung of the ladder you reach, there is one rung above it and that this ladder of Jacob is infinite in its rungs.”
I vaguely remembered something about a ladder in this morning’s poem. Could it be? This has happened at least five times that within a day of hearing and writing a spirit poem, I read the same thing in a Silver Birch book within 24 hours.
So I went back to poem #57, and here it is:
“There are many levels to reality
Each a different vibration
You rise upon the ladder of life
As a train moves to the next station.”
So, we not only have the analogy of the ladder, but the reference to the different levels or stages of life, as well. Wow.
At this point in my spiritual journey, I know that there are no coincidences. Once again I’m filled with love and gratitude to the poets for sending all of us their wisdom, and for showing me in so many ways that they are working through me.