Hope At the End of the Age

Good evening, peacemakers.

Who was it that said, “The darkest hour is just before the dawn”? I know
Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young included the phrase in one of their songs.
Looking at the world right now, things may look dark and hopeless, what with
the storm clouds of war and economic fears. Even Mother Nature is taking a
larger than usual toll on us. Mother Earth is speaking.

This message isn’t about hope for the few, or hope for some specific
religious sect or people. It’s about hope for every man and woman at the
end of the Age when times get dark. It isn’t about being literally swept up
into the upper atmosphere and watching everyone else get nuked while you
go to heaven. It isn’t about watching Mother Earth being desecrated, killed,
and then making a new one. It’s about manifesting a Golden Age by serving as
perfect channels for Creator’s healing. Real, love-based hope for these times.

This message isn’t about hope for the few, or hope for some specific
religious sect or people. It’s about hope for every man and woman at the
end of the Age when times get dark. It isn’t about being literally swept up
into the upper atmosphere and watching everyone else get nuked while you
go to heaven. It isn’t about watching Mother Earth being desecrated, killed,
and then making a new one. It’s about manifesting a Golden Age by serving as
perfect channels for Creator’s healing. Real, love-based hope for these times.
It’s about turning lemons into lemonade. The darkness into dawn.

Repeating, for the umpteenth time, while a good part of this hope comes
from sacred Messages, they’re Messages given to multiple peoples. There
is no intent to convert anyone to anything, as Creator already gave every
people a Message of their own. But, that doesn’t mean we can’t share, and
reference what Creator told other people to add to our own knowledge.
Multiple visions of a thing or event help us see things as part of a whole,
and provide greater detail and understanding. Maybe it was even Designed
to be that way so we’d learn to cooperate with and respect each other.
So, here we go.

The Mayan Message (Calendar) tells us we’re at the End of the Age.
So does the Bible, but its version seems to be connected with a mass mind
spell that we have to have some “Armageddon” which kills off the world and
most living beings on it. Because religious training patterns the minds of
entire peoples, when the Bible’s vision of the future is interpreted to
predict a massive nuclear die-off, it leads people to abandon hope.
When loss of hope leads to paralysis, people can have dictatorships run

right over them. For that and other good reasons, it would be helpful to
right over them. For that and other good reasons, it would be helpful to
right over them. For that and other good reasons, it would be helpful to
everyone of this vision was altered to a more positive, life-giving one.
That’s what we’re going to do next.
The problem with the negative “Bible”-vision is caused by reading it
out of context. When Creator speaks to all peoples, the combined Message
and each peoples’ contribution together form the context in which the
Bible’s Message should be read. If we do this, we find that the Bible’s
mis-taught negative vision of nuclear warfare burning up the Earth
transforms into an allegorical depiction of the peaceful overthrow of the
“System” and the power-mongers. I won’t put you to sleep with lots of
examples—not here (but feel free to request them)—this message is meant
to energize you with hope, not bog you down with detail.
For a start, according to the Bible, the Golden Age takes place here on
Mother Earth, not somewhere else. Since the poor and the meek and those
who have it rough “inherit the earth”, that means healing for Mother Earth,
not more punishment.
Matthew 5:3-5,9, Jesus;
3″Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4 Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.”
Matthew 5:3-5,9, Jesus;
3″Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4 Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.”
9 Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.”
Obviously, for these kinds of people to “inherit the earth”, either the
powers-that-be have freely relinquished control or something has happened
which drove them from power. We’ll discuss what’s happened in a later post.
As matters stand today, the powers-that-be make it hard to get health care
and hard to keep a house. In the Golden Age, tings are a little bit different…
Isaiah 65:20-23;
20 “Never again will there be in it an infant who lives but a few days,
or an old man who does not live out his years;
he who dies at a hundred will be thought a mere youth;
he who fails to reach a hundred will be considered accursed.
[Sounds like a kinder, gentler culture with universal health care.]
21 They will build houses and dwell in them;
they will plant vineyards and eat their fruit.
22 No longer will they build houses and others live in them,
or plant and others eat.”
[Whoever is running things has suspended foreclosures on homes and farms.]
22, cont…For as the days of a tree, so will be the days of my people;
my chosen ones will long enjoy the works of their hands.
23 They will not toil in vain or bear children doomed to misfortune;
[Sounds like the children have been freed from crushing “national debts”.]
for they will be a people blessed by the LORD,
they and their descendants with them.”
[To the seventh generation, for sure!]

Some may claim Isaiah 65 applies only to Jews, but it’s meant for people
everywhere. Now, let’s cross the Atlantic Ocean over to Turtle Island,
a.k.a. “North America”. Let’s hear what Creator gave to a medicine
woman of the Cree tribe in one part of the vision given to her…

There was an old lady, from the “Cree” tribe, named “Eyes of Fire”,
who prophesied that one day… They [all humanity] would be free of petty
jealousies and love all mankind as their brothers, regardless of color, race or
religion. They would feel happiness enter their hearts, and become as one
with the entire human race. Their hearts would be pure and radiate warmth,
understanding and respect for all mankind, Nature, and the Great Spirit.
They would once again fill their minds, hearts, souls, and deeds with the
purest of thoughts. They would seek the beauty of the Master of Life –
the Great Spirit! They would find strength and beauty in prayer and the
solitudes of life.

Their children would once again be able to run free and enjoy the
treasures of Nature and Mother Earth. Free from the fears of toxins
and destruction, wrought by the Yo-ne-gi and his practices of greed.
The rivers would again run clear, the forests be abundant and beautiful,
the animals and birds would be replenished. The powers of the plants
and animals would again be respected and conservation of all that is
beautiful would become a way of life.

The poor, sick and needy would be cared for by their brothers and sisters
of the Earth. These practices would again become a part of their daily lives.”

Sounds like what’s happening in Isaiah 65 is happening on Turtle Island, too.
And then we have the vision Creator gave to a young Oglala (“Sioux”) boy
named Black Elk. Just like in the Bible and prophecies given to peoples all
around the globe, there’s a very frightening and turbulent time that resolves
itself into a golden age. Here’s a small part of the vision given to Black Elk:
(from “Black Elk Speaks”, pages 30-31)
page 30
“It was dark and terrible about me, or all the winds of the world were fighting.
It was like rapid gun-fire and like whirling smoke, and like women and children wailing
and like horses screaming all over the world.” I could see my people yonder running about,
setting the smoke-flap poles and fastening down their tepees against the wind,
for the storm cloud was coming on them very fast and black,
and there were frightened swallows without number fleeing before the cloud.
page 31
Then a song of power came to me
and I sang it there in the midst of that terrible place where I was.
It went like this:
A good nation I will make live. This the nation above has said.
They have given me the power to make over. And when I had sung this, a Voice said:
“To the four quarters you shall run for help,
and nothing shall be strong before you. Behold him!”
Now I was on my bay horse again, because the horse is of the earth,
and it was where my power would be used.”
[So, the earth is where the healing power would be used, not somewhere else.]

And then, salvation…
p. 32;
“And when I looked down upon my people yonder, the cloud passed over,
blessing them with friendly rain, and stood in the east with a flaming rainbow over it.”…
p. 33;
And a Voice said: “All over the universe they have finished a day of happiness.”

And looking down, I saw the whole wide circle of the day was beautiful and green,
with all fruits growing and all things kind and happy.
The a Voice said: “Behold this day, for it is yours to make.”
p. 34;
Then I saw ahead [in the future] the rainbow flaming above the tepee of the
Six Grandfathers, built and roofed with cloud and sewn with thongs of lightning;
and underneath it [sheltered] were all the wings of the air [birds]
and under them the animals and men.
All these were rejoicing, and thunder was like happy laughter.”

The point being, at the moment things are looking darkest, that’s when the
catalyst will be introduced that changes the entire polarity of what’s going
on from negative to positive.

Now, Black Elk’s vision, just like so many others, foresaw turbulence and
trials and tribulations just prior to this Shift. That’s where we are today.
Where we’re heading will be a good place. We have one last road bump
awaiting us before the going gets smooth. The following posts describe
the “road bump” and what each of us can do to get all of us over it in
better shape. We’ll all get to sing Black Elk’s power song of redemption
along with him and see the transformation.

Thank you for being here, and having a heart that loves peace and justice.

Peace, Love, and Light

Robert Mendelson, Author