Getting dimmer in the chasm

Has there been any GOOD news since I started this Blog?

Man, it has sure been getting dimmer in the chasms of change upon the planet.

Another Earthquake in Indonesia following the catastrophic Tsunami that is still

hard to wrap the human mind around, Red Lake shooting, Terri Schiavo case,

and now the rapidly failing health of Pope John Paul II.

All during the Holiest of times for Christians.

Maria Esperanza, the famous and Church-approved Catholic mystic

predicted that the death of an innocent person

would herald a long-expected step-up in purification.

And unfortunately, that's no April Fools.

Purification being to me not just the END of times.

But for those of us in the Light- the Beginning times.

The Emergence of immense spirituality on the other side of the chasm.


On earth as it is in heaven. As above, so below.

The meek shall inherit the earth. And all that happy jazz!

Not just gloom and doom.

But some of that along the way too certainly. We have to get there first remember.

It is I believe still undefined how and when we'll get there.

A Giant recipe of possibility changing rapidly with each step in the coming years.

And yes, we've been through long stretches of darkness like this many times before.

Yet there is no doubt that many deeply spiritual souls

are indeed feeling the precipice of great change.



No matter WHAT side you are on the innocent one that died

could certainly be the death of Terri Schiavo.

The Pope was very vocal in his disdain for America's "culture of death"

in a rare amount of statements

being released from the Vatican as the Schiavo case unfolded.

Difficult to debate whether you are a traditionalist or modernistic Catholic

that changes are need within the church.

Rapidly declining membership in America. The abuse scandal. Lack of priests.

But I will save that for another time.

No Christian of any faith could deny his popularity and legacy.

He is a joyful pope and a beacon for Peace & Human rights.

And once he passes there will be great uncertainty

about where the Church will go without his leadership.

And the chasm will get even dimmer for a time.



As Pope's health continues to deteriorate....I was surprised how emotional I was.

After all his health has been failing for some time now.

I began to recall the very moving visit my family made to Des Moines

"Living History Farms" for one of if not his first visit to the United States over 25 years ago now.

October 4th, 1979.

John Paul II was welcomed by a Roman Catholic choir singing,

"Joy to the world, the Pope has come"

He hadn't been pope for very long. It was an amazing blessing to be there

and something I knew I would always look back fondly upon. I was only 13 at the time.

I felt badly that Grandma was unable to come but I can't remember why she didn't.

Probably because of her knees since we knew we'd have to walk a long way to

the hillside where Mass was to be. There were people as far as the eye could see.

No grass or fields just a sea of people.


I remember it was cloudy and gray and just as the mass began

the sky turned blue and the sun began to shine upon us. It was glorious!

And as he spoke I immediately got teary eyed and goose bumps. His English was

slow but understandable. And I was glad the mass was in Latin

as I had never gotten to experience that before.

We knew we'd be able to get a good look at him because

we were on the side he would depart from the crowd into the helicopter.

He lingered and mingled a long time after mass with the crowd.


What a way to start his long reign as Beacon for peace and human rights.

And following that historic visit to Iowa---100 trips outside Italy in the last 25 years!

XXOO Jill



Cardinal Karol Wojtyla of Krakow, Poland, was elected pope Oct. 16, 1978, at the end of the second day of the conclave of cardinals and apparently on the eighth ballot. He succeeded Pope John Paul I — Cardinal Albino Luciani, Patriarch of Venice — who held the office for little more than a month before his sudden death.

He was born May 18, 1920, in the Polish industrial town of Wadowice, second son of a Polish army lieutenant named Karol Wojtyla and Emilia Kaczorowska Wojtyla. His mother died in 1929 while giving birth to a stillborn third child. His older brother Edmund, a physician, died in 1932.