More on Consciousness

This is from Memoirs of Beloved Jesus and Mother Mary. Bridge to Freedom.

Your consciousness is your workroom. Your consciousness is the “cup” which is created by everything that you know and experience in the mental, emotional, etheric and physical worlds. Beloved ones, many of your consciousnesses  are like homes that have not been lived in for many years. You know what it looks like when the chairs are shrouded, the cobwebs gather and when the various solidified concepts and thoughtforms of the years have settled down.

The consciousness then just externalizes that which you have accepted by use, over and over again. Now, as a mother, I come to you to give a complete housecleaning; to sweep out all of that solidified consciousness of distress, limitation, age, financial lack and to help you set up a beautiful new home, into which you may invite the Christ Spirit. Will you help me now, in this joyous experience?

This one is from when Jesus was young. ‘When we went to Egypt, we were subjected there, to a great many experiences which tested our faith and power of concentration, even beyond that which we knew in our natural home environment. Early one morning, I remember walking out of our small dwelling and looking toward the river, Nile, where Jesus was playing.

I saw that beautiful boy in close proximity to the largest crocodile I had ever seen! The great creature’s mouth was open. For a moment I confess I thought that perhaps this was the end of our dream and yet I did not allow myself to let fear register – at least nor for more than an instant! Then as I stood, do you know I realized that the creature was smiling – a great toothy grin and I was relieved.

I did not even go down to the water to suggest that my boy come back to a place of comparative safety. I do confess however, that i remained near the door, as I looked upon them, holding the thought of his God protection, until the crocodile finally went back into the water and swam away. My dear son, feeling nothing unusual about the experience, waved tio me and went on his way.