How to prophesy

[Beth]

Very interesting!![]

Much of what you describe I have also run across in my ancient Judaism and ancient Christianity studies.  The tradition was actually carried forward by Judaism until the Middle Ages, when it once again appeared in a greater amount in Christianity.  In the ancient and medieval period of Judaism, this was referred to as "Merkabah Mysticism" or "Throne Mysticism" (from the Hebrew word "merkabah" which means, "chariot."  It was believed, based on the book of Ezekiel, that the "throne of God" was a moving "chariot." And so it was called "merkabah.")  I have studied this branch of mysticism in detail and could suggest a few books if you would like to know more about its ancient history.

And, I do have a question.  In your experience or your tradition, can prophecy "be silent"??  In other words, come through as "impressions" instead of actual "spoken words" And, what about through "dreams?"

I actually have some more questions, but I will just start with a couple[]

Peace,
Beth

[Mustardseed]

[And, I do have a question.  In your experience or your tradition, can prophecy "be silent"??  In other words, come through as "impressions" instead of actual "spoken words" And, what about through "dreams?"]

Wellsometimes I get what I call "checks in the Spirit" they are silent and it is like someone is whispering to me sort of. It is a intuitive feeling that may come while I am doing stuf driving etc. During the actual Prophecy the words forme 1 at a time, and as 1 is given spoken another forms. Ideas or impressions of where it is leading does sometimes come but not always. The majory of times Bible verses are scattered all over and intertwined in the whole message. If I do not want to I keep quiet. The scripture states "the Spirit of thye prophet is subject to the prophet" . Sometimes if I get  a strong feeling a message is coming I am able to find a quiet place and write it down as it comes. It is not like what I heard about spirit writing but sounds similar.

I had a rough night I was in and out of my body a dozen times. Fighting the vibrations . I still have some fears entering the Real Time Zone. as most of my astral travels passes this. Lately though I have been leaving my body a lot or I just lie there without being paralysed, while I observe clairvoiant, as you call it. Sometimes I have blurred vision sort of like everything is in black and white. I dont like it and I am practising jumping over the RTZ. I am pooped and still have a long day working ahead.

[Beth]

Mustardseed:

Well, that is pretty cool.  I don't think we are very far at all in coming from the same place.  Many times I am led to scripture through my experiences, as well as many other things, and many times I wake up during the night to write them down in the dark (you should see some of my original notes!![]) This was most definately the "norm" of my days while I was heavy into my thesis research.  I "heard" the occasional audible voice in lucid dreams (I guess you could call them that) but most often it was "thought impressions" that were so strong, they wouldn't let go until I got up and wrote them down.  Then, in a waking state, on many occasion, "I just knew" where to go for info, or "just knew" what to write, whether it made sense at the time or not.  My whole thesis process was really like a "giant jigsaw puzzle" that I put together one piece at a time, and it wasn't until it was finished that I had a "whole picture!"  I marvel at that ...

But, I have yet to allow the Spirit to actually speak through me, although a friend of mine has noticed an occasional "difference in my voice" when I speak about certain things.  But I am always conscious during these periods, even if I feel slightly "at a distance." So anyway, I have never considered these to be channelings, prophetic utterings or anything like that, but rather just "my deep thinking mode."!!

What has been your experience of Spirit through "coherent dreams?" (I include in this, most all "dream experiences" that are not the "incoherent" scattering of images that may just be "cleaning the mind's house of cobwebs")

I am totally in awe of the workings of the Spirit in my life.  I hope we can continue along this line...thanks for the dialogue!

Peace,
Beth

[Mustardseed]

What has been your experience of Spirit through "coherent dreams?"

Well I dream a lot. So much that I have had to give up on recording anything but the most significant ones. Most of the dreams that are of any importance to me remain. I do not forget them. They are also accompanied by a few other hints. First I wake up imidiately after the dream and remember it all in detail. Crystal clear detail. It is as if they were a mov ie rather than a dream and have no fuzzy edges like a dream. Often at some point they have the latest year turned lucid toward the end, but I am not so interested in lucidity as I tend to start being the center of the dream rather than a part and thereby part of the picture being painted. I have had numerous warning dreams some of which very serious as well as some very mysterious dreams in my youth that I expect were actually OBEs. Stey happened 30 years ago and with no effort I still remember them clearly. I had one such dream recently. I will write it from my book. See what you think!

I was in a boat. It looked like a big powerboat of some sort. The boat skimmed over the waves and soon started to pick up speed and started to my supeise to dly. Gently on a slow trajectory course , below me were hills and mountains as we looked up we saw nothing but the sky. The sky changed color slowly from blue to darker and darker black, till it was seperated horisontally between blue and black. I was part of the crew on the boat and as I looked out over the side I saw the earth getting smaller beneth me. At this point the dream turned lucid and I decided I did not want to go further out in space. I imedietely after this started an OBE with very gentle vibrations, and found myself on my knees in front of two hands reaching out to me fronm a mist I reached behind my neck and took off a very heavy gold chain with a solid gold plack with the name ANDERSON written on it. I laid the chain in the hands and before my eyes a small mist of sperkeling crystals appeared and the name was changed to THE ROCK. I felt myself getting sucked back down a tube kind of thing and was on  my bed with my wife. I was a bit shaken but got up after the humming subsided and wrote it down.

I was quite besides myself as it was no ordinary dream but a mix of dream Lucidity and OBE. My wife and I prayed together and got up. 1 hour later we got the news of Columbia. One of the Officers special operations was named ANDERSON.

I have prayed a lot about it after. From what I understand Mr Anderson and Mr. Shepherd were both Christians and strong believers and I felt it has something to do with that. I am really not sure. The Rock is another name for Jesus as I think you know. Petra in Greek. I have been showed many things in the future about my personal life and that of my family and it seems that that is more how it works for me.

Regards Mustardseed

[Passionate-fool]

I would like to jump in here if I may.

I'm with Beth on this one.  I can't say that i've really had the gift of prophesy before, except maybe as a few times as a child which I cannot remember and only have the story my parents told me.

Both were at the age of two.  In the first one, I was playing in the kitchen while my parents made breakfast.  I suddenly yelled FIRE! and ran into the living room and pulled back the drapes.  My parents had run behind me and as I pulled the drapes back a car across the street blew up.

The second one was a dream I had during the night.  I told my parents that "the girl with the special heart went to heaven".  I described holding the girl's hand as I went up to heaven with her and at the gates I watched her walk in towards Jesus and I traveled back down to earth.  My father later that day found out that the first baboon heart transplant baby had died in the night.  He went to medical school at the hospital that was done at.

I have had other dreams and OBE's thru-out my adolescence(spelling?).  Most of them have been most unpleasant.  I would like to share my most frightening one with you as a reminder to the evil that is out there in the unseen realms.

I was on a long drive taking my cousin home.  It was 4 hours there and 4 hours back.  As I was driving home by myself I began a dialogue with God/Jesus.  I had just come out of an extremely disfunctional relationship with a girl I had met at church.  We were an intensly spiritual couple and thru dissappointments with our church and each other we fell away into fighting and resentment with one another.  We succumbed to our lust.  Things went south.  way south.  I ended up in a mental institution and have tryed to committ suicide more times than I care remember.  I could not understand why it was that for an entire year I dedicated myself to bible studies everyday, hours of prayer, church events, school events and anything else I thought God would want me to do and everything still went horribly wrong.  During that 4 hours of intense debate with God I raged at Him and His Son.  I had given my life to Him and what did I get in return?  Nothing but hardship.  By the time I reached home and stopped my car I had been screaming incoherently for at least 10 minutes and I continued to scream.  For how long I don't really know.  It felt like hours.  God/Jesus died to me in that scream.  I killed Him in my life.  All my rage and hate.  I didn't just direct it at God/Jesus though.  I raged at satan as well.  I hated him just as much as I hated God/Jesus.  So, when I finally realized I wasn't screaming anymore. I got out of my car, went to the kitchen, got a knife, walked upstairs to my room, looked out the window into the night sky, Said, screw you God/Jesus, screw you satan, and carved a cross into my forhead ritualistically(spelling?) symbolizing my(grammar hehe?) becoming my own savior.  After that, about 30 seconds later, my father comes storming into the room.  He starts to pray and I started to weep.  I wept not that his prayer was meaningful, but because his prayer meant nothing to me.  I didn't even wait for the wound to heal before I went back out into public.  I just went about my normal life, utterly despondant.  

A few weeks later I was asleep in bed and I sat bolt upright full of terror.  The door to my room opened and I heard footsteps on the wood before the carpet.  Once the sound of footsteps were gone I slowly, against my will, fell back on my bed and went to sleep.  As soon as I closed my eyes though I felt my soul, spirit, astral body (whatever you wanna call it) shoot to the top of my ceiling with my back pressed against it.  I was looking down directly over my sleeping body.  I could see what had made the footsteps.  It was 3 demons and they were dancing around my bed.  I can't possibly describe them except to say they were terrible to see.  I believe one of them to be satan himself.  Because, as they were dancing around my bed and singing terrible songs my room burst into flame and a face with gray skin, white hair, and beautiful filled my vision.  He said, "I am Lucifer, and you are mine".  The voice felt like it was coming from one of the demons below me though.  I have never felt such utter fear and terror in my life.  All night I watched with unblinking eyes, and felt with exsquisite detail as the demons raped and tortured me.  The worst part of it all though is as you feel such pain that you think you must go mad, that pain is giving you exstacy like you've never known.  It is sick.  As the sun rose I was thrown back into my body.  I woke up crying like i've never cried before and hope never to again.  I got up and slashed my wrists with the very knife I had carved the cross with.  I don't know if I really wanted to die or if it was more a desire to feel "normal" pain again.  Also, I hated God/Jesus even more.

That was 5 years ago about.  My journey has been long.  My searching wide.  I have just recently allowed God/Jesus back into my life.  I have found home again.

Now, I have mostly lucid dreams or I guess I think of them more as visions.  So far, they have not been prophetic so to say but more as personal encouragement from above to help me thru my struggles.  I am incredibly eager to hear what you guys have to say about the Spirit and prophecy.  I feel the spirit often and would like to share it with people more and not just for my own help.  My church isn't very encouraging about the workings of the Spirit and so I have a ton of questions.

Thanks []!

Passionate-fool.

[Mustardseed]

Very heartbreaking and yet so interesting. Just hold on you are in for a ride on this thread. And it seems its just the 3 of us so far. If you are interested I can explain stuf to you and you can see what the Spirit does. It is like aarudder it cannot take effect until there is a forward motion
Regards Mustardseed

[Passionate-fool]

I have felt that need for forward motion Mustardseed.  It seems though that every foot I take forward I fall into another pit that takes me further away from where I want to go.  I know SOMETHING must change!  I just can't seem to get my finger on it and get it done.  Recently I've had lucid dreams/visions of my life as a missionary and I believe this is where the Spirit is leading me.  Unfortunatly, I suffer from chronic depression and do my best to get by.  Only God has made it bearable for me.  I smoke, I drink, I curse, and I hate it all.  But, I haven't changed yet.  It pisses me off[xx(].  hehe, sorry venting a bit I guess.  anywho, keep the discussion going [].

Thanks,

Passionate-fool

[Mustardseed]

Prophecy is not just a mysterious gift that comes out of the blue. According to Christian Mystisism it is a gradual giving over of ones own thoughts ideas and desires. It starts with cleansening prayer sometimes an annointing with oil or water and focussed prayer. A total pouring out of ones desire love for god. This time can be done alone or in company of likeminded. The Holy Spirit is invoked and often enters with a manifestation though not always. Sometimes with tounges sometimes a light is seen in the minds eye and on several occations one is "Brought to the throne". It is a very strange experience. It is like a consious physical accent and OBE all in itself, where you actually feel yourself flying. I have had this accent many times. It normally starts with ones space expanding, it is like one stands suddenly in a very very large space, or room. Then one starts traveling up an a very slow speed like a gentle flying and there is often a rushing like wind. When all the sensations stop you focus and open your mouth and speak. It starts slowly with one word and often ends up with a fluent stream. Often i Pause briefly here and there to confirm in my heart I am tuned in and then start again. It is like hearing one self speaking without knowing what is gonna come out and can be amusing at times. Sometimes when what is said is not so easy to bear or goes against ones own wishes it provokes tears and sometimes one is tempted to stop. Prophesies can be coloured by the prophet and generally they should ideally be judged by an elder or by a friend, someone with no vested interest in the subject at hand. They are instructional and very helpful and I use them in every area of my life. Any questions I will be glad to answer.
Regards Mustardseed