Church of Knowledge

Peace be unto you!

I therefore, not as a teacher, but as one of you, will endeavor to lay before you a few things by which you may, on many accounts, become the more joyful. Barnabas 1:10

Blessed is the Child / Air, Water, Fire = Earth/ Great Spirit / Third Cummunion
Herbs Eye View / Makes You Proud/ In My Opinion / Different Perspectives / Full Circle Moments

Blessed is the Child of Light who is pure in heart for he shall see God. For as the heavenly Father hath given thee his Holy Spirit, and thy Earthy Mother hath given thee Her Holy body, so shall ye give love to all thy brothers. And thy true brothers are all those who do the will of thy Heavenly Father and they Earthly Mother. Let thy love be as the sun which shines on all the creatures of the earth, and does not favor one blade of grass for another. And this Love shall flow as a fountain from brother to brother and as it is spent, so shall it be replenished. For Love is eternal. Love is stronger than the currents of deep waters. Love is stronger than death. And if a man hath not Love, he doth build a wall between him and all the creatures of the earth, and therein doth he dwell in loneliness and pain. Or he may become as an angry whirlpool which sucks into its depths all that floats too near. For the heart is a sea with mighty waves, and love and wisdom must temper it, as the warm sun breaks through the clouds and quiets the restless sea. He who hath found peace with his brothers hath entered the kingdom of Love, and shall see God face to face.

Know this peace with thy mind, Desire this peace with thy heart, Fulfill this peace with thy body.
(Gospel of the Essenes)

Jerusalem in King David's time is calculated to have been approximately 15 acres.

"From these three, (Breath (Air), Fire and Water), He founded His dwelling place. "The Sepher Yetzirah

Air/Nitrogen, Water/Oxygen, and Fire/Hydrogen have their places in the Periodic Table of the Elements recorded with corresponding numbers relating to their "atomic mass", Air/Nitrogen = 14.00, Water/Oxygen = 15.99 and Fire/Hydrogen = 1.007.

Using the principles of Gematria this number is simplified down to one digit, Air/Nitrogen = 5, (1+4), Water/Oxygen = 6 (1+5) and Fire/Hydrogen = 1.

These first three existing elements, all odorless and colorless gases, when combined in just the right fashion, creates a fourth element - "his dwelling place". This union, also termed as "a marriage", becomes the solidifying factor of our make up. Air + Water + Fire = Earth (5 + 6 + 1 = 12).

Going back to the 118 elements of the Periodic Table we find that there are only 4 out of the 118 that account for over 99% of our human bodies, Nitrogen, Oxygen, Hydrogen and Carbon. Interesting enough, Carbon has the atomic mass of 12, which in turn can be brought to a simple mass of 3, as does the first three elements. This fourth element completes the building block of every human cell, Nitrogen, Oxygen, Hydrogen and Carbon, / Air, Water, Fire and Earth. Science of the 21st Century is starting to catch up with the Alchemist of Old. Rev. LaPierre

Oh Great Spirit whose voice I hear in the winds, and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me! I am small and weak; I need your strength and wisdom.

Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear your voice.

Make me wise so that I may understand the things you have taught my people. Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every leaf and rock.

I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy - myself. Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes. So when life fades, as the fading sunset my spirit may come to you without shame. Chief Yellow Lark, Lakota Tribe

“So many people are still unaware that they are one note on the musical scale of the Father. So few know that all of us together form a perpetual song, a song from which the notes of hatred and even worse indifference, must be removed." The Way of the Essenes

Angel of Air, Holy messenger of the Earthly Mother, enter deep within me, as the swallow plummets from the sky, that I may know the secrets of the wind and the music of the stars. (Gospel of the Essenes)

The other day I experienced a simplistic understanding of the First Communion, with the Angel of the Sun, it rang in my mind when on a cold winter's day a spot of sun was found to sit in during my lunch break. Bundled up, with my face turned to the Sun, I drank in the energy I could feel beaming down on me. I may not be as poetic as the ancient writer, but believe me I was singing praise for this Ray of Sunshine. The Second Communion, the Angel of Water, reads like a verbal description of the feeling I get while opening myself to the warmth of a hot shower or bath, as it soothes the aches, and washes away the day, while gently energizing the temple. This Third Communion, with the Angel of Air, I can see it in my mind's eye, opening wide the doors and windows after being shut tight against the cold winter's wind. That burst of fresh clean Spring Air filling my lungs with the aromas of newly sprung flowers as it drives out the staleness of an ending season. Rev. R

Spring is here! Its time to open up the doors and windows and let the fresh air in! Herbs have been used in house keeping since pre-historic times. Whether it was cedar boughs or sweet grasses, herbs were used to freshen cave or hovel. In medieval Europe, herbs such as lavender, wormwood and rosemary were swept over floors of castle and cottage alike. Not only to make a pleasant scent but to address vermin as well.
I’ve picked out a few of recipes to share with you.

1. Musty odors in wood cabinets or drawers: use oil of clove on a cotton ball, leave in drawer. Cloves also repel ants.

4. Vacuum cleaners: scatter herbs on floor and suck up, or put your favorite smelling essential oil on a cotton ball and put in vacuum bag

5. Silver cleaner: 1-tablespoon salt, 1-tablespoon baking soda, and a few sheets of aluminum foil. Fill pan big enough to hold silver with water. Add silver, baking soda, salt and aluminum foil. Let mix sit for an hour or so. The tarnish will magically be pulled from the silver onto the foil. Rinse the silver in hot water and polish dry.

6. Lemon-mint window wash: juice of one lemon, 2 cups water or club soda, 1-teaspoon cornstarch, and ½ teaspoon peppermint essential oil. The lemon juice and peppermint oil discourages flies from perching on your windows.

7. Easy wood cleaner and polish: 1/8 cup food grade linseed oil, 1/8 cup vinegar, ¼ cup lemon oil, and a few drops of vitamin E. Shake all together in a jar. Using a cotton cloth wipe the mixture on furniture until you have achieved the polish you want

8. Roach repel: 1 cup borax, ¼ cup black pepper, and ¼ cup bay leaves. Cut up, mix altogether, and sprinkle in cupboards.

9. Citrus Scrubber: 1 cup powdered calcium carbonate cleanser (Bon Ami) /or a ½ cup borax and ½ cup baking soda; add 1 ½ teaspoons EACH of essential oils of lemon, orange, and grapefruit. This is one of my favorites; with a little elbow grease this will take the iron stain out of bathroom basin and toilet.

We visited this Marine in the hospital on Christmas day. He is an FBI Agent out of our Chicago office and was called up to his Marine unit last year. Scott will go back to Chicago (to the FBI) in February. Scott was wounded in an RPG and fire fight on Christmas eve - he saved the lives of his fellow Marines. Scott carries shrapnel in both legs, shoulders, mouth, and hands. One of his Marines was hit ground zero by an RPG but is expected to fully recover. This guy is a true Hero!! I was honored to shake his hand –

To the Reinhardt Family:
We just wanted to e-mail you a photo of Scott, taken today, Sunday, 12/25/05, from Baghdad, Iraq. We are in Baghdad on various missions for the FBI and learned about Scott being here from another agent who happened to stop by the Army Hospital. As you know, he was injured in Fallujah on Christmas Eve. We thought we would stop by and pay him a visit! He briefly described the events that unfolded on 12/24/2005. You should be proud to know that your son fought bravely, as well as saved the lives of his fellow Marines. Scott is in great spirits and misses you all dearly! As you can see in the attached photo, he is doing just fine. He will be heading back to his duties tonight, but wanted to take one more opportunity to wish you all a Merry Christmas.

On behalf of FBI-Baghdad, we would like to thank Scott for his service and dedication to his country, not just as an FBI Special Agent, but as a United States Marine. Lastly, we would also like to wish you and your family a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Sincerely and Respectfully,
John Sinskie (FBI-Washington, DC), John Drew (FBI-Mobile Division), Diane Upchurch (FBI-Los Angeles), Wayne Shuptrine (FBI-Quantico, VA)

“Most men (and women kind), even in this comparatively free country, through mere ignorance and mistake, are so occupied with the factitious cares and superfluously coarse labors of life that its finer fruits cannot be plucked by them. Their fingers, from excessive toil, are too clumsy and tremble too much for that. Actually, the laboring man has not leisure for a true integrity day by day; he cannot afford to sustain the manliest relations to men; his labor would be depreciated in the market. He has no time to be any thing but a machine. How can he remember well his ignorance – which his growth requires – who has so often to use his knowledge? We should feed and clothe him gratuitously sometimes, and recruit him with our cordials, before we judge of him. The finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate handling. Yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly.”
Henry David Thoreau

I am speechless, yet I am filled with a fountain of words. I have been given the blessing of the truth. For that I thank you, my true Sister of One Spirit. I honor you, my Earth Mother and the Spirit of thy all knowing Father. We will speak of these things soon. Blessed Be Thee, Humbly, Your Earthly Pagan, Nysie

Time and time again I fail to avoid discussing certain topics, like I’m getting pushed by some unknown force that’s saying, “You need this for your own clarity”. For some times hearing an opposite opinion is more strengthening than one in agreement. This time it was about defining the terms, Need, Necessity, and Want. And once again I was the one starting the conversation, due to something I had read.

For me Need heads the category of things that sustain our physical lives, the Air we breathe, the Water we drink, the Fire we use for warmth and cooking and the Earth, from which we receive our food, each having their own nutritional value and energy from the God that animates it all.

Necessities categorize things that make getting our Needs met a little easier. They can fluctuate with the times and with different cultures whether it is a necessity or a want. Technology has also changed our belief system when it comes to Needs and Wants. What used to be believed as a want have now become grave necessities. Time was when Electricity was not available, since it was not available it was not thought of, so it was not a concept nor necessity. We had other ways of cooking our food, heating our homes and lighting our rooms. It wasn’t until it became available to more than 50% of the population did Electricity become a necessity. Lots of time has gone by since “electricity” was something new, now we take it for granted – till it goes off. It is no longer a want or a need, it just “Is”.

Wants fall into a very big category, for everything that does not sustain our physical and spiritual well being is a Want. Cell phones, big houses, better jobs, fancy cars, things of the material world, these are all wants, you might “think” you can’t do without them, yet with out them you will not die a material death.

Our biggest Need should be our biggest Want – the one of Spiritual Balance. With IT everything else takes care of itself.
Rev. R.

I ran into a perfect example of “different perspectives” when reading a science-fantasy book by Mercedes Lackey called “Lammas Night”. The book starts out with one idea, a supernatural ballad, written by Ms Lackey. What follows are individual stories written by different people of the visions they received when reading the Ballad. It was very interesting to read the variation in these people’s characters and settings that came from one source – the Ballad. Yet it was the similarities that linked all the stories together.

We are the many variations of God's Ballard, all looking towards One Source from as many different directions as there are people on Earth. Thousands of individual Hearts with their own distinct point of view of Life, the World around them, linked in more ways than one can imagine similarities out weighing the differences. Each writing their own unique story, each and everyone a Divinely Different Perspective. Rev. R.

Movie Review
“The Bridge of San Luis Rey” with Robert DeNiro, Kathy Bates and Gabriel Byrne. A story of a Priest in front of the Inquisition, whom contemplates whether we live and die by accident or live and die by plan. He researched the lives of five people that, in his presence, died on the "Bridge of San Luis Rey" in hopes to find God's reasoning. The revelation that comes to him during this search is heart opening.

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said:

"My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all. One is evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?" The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed".

“And Jabez called on the God of Israel saying, “Oh, that You would bless me indeed, and enlarge my territory, that Your hand would be with me, and that You would keep me from evil, that I may not cause pain.” So God granted him what he requested.” 1 Chronicle 2:9, 10 In a long line of genealogy we find the author stopping to make special commentary about this one man and his prayer amongst the all the rest. Interesting.

Circles of life go round and round, with infinite eternities.
Continuations with no endings….completing one cycle, to start new lessons learned, for that I am grateful.
Doors close, leaving the past behind… New ones open to unfamiliar paths…
Embracing changes, lest fear be no more! Catapulting forth….Newer journeys are sure to unfold.
Birth, life and death, only to be born again. From the Earth's frozen winter soil as Winter promises Spring. Bulbs and seeds are sleeping quietly beneath, creeping forth slowly, from death below. Cycles of our Mother Earth, proven cycles of this lifetime, sure to be her twin.
Wrapping up with the memories, forms a quilt of love. Weaving patches of our experiences sewn together over the years. Some are torn, and tattered. Mending as we grow.
With growth, we acquire new cloths. Some gifts, and others borrowed.
Molting and churning as the cycle is the circle, going round and round.
Woven together with wisdom.
Gifts bestowed from those who came before us, and who have left this mortal plane. As the circles of life are completed, the spirit dancers live on…Through patches and threads of our quilts they come to us in our dreams, guiding us in our slumber. Only to remind us they are not a far.
“You just need to get used to me being up there”, he said to her spirit dancer. As the circle is completed
Only to be resurrected, again and again…Where will they begin? For they never end only to begin again
As one door closes, another is opened.
As it is Above, So as it is Below.
Blessed be Spirit Dancers.
So mote it be.

The leaves are changing
I fear fall has arrived unexpectedly
The holidays are on the way
I fear I can't push them back
I wonder why I can't push them back
For realization of what is occurring
Under my blind eyes
My Father is changing for the worse
Under the swiftly, colored leaves that
Will soon disappear under my blind eyes, As My Father does as well.

Her picture is posted on the board by my desk: Not as a reminder that I can no longer call her and pour out my woes, Not as a reminder that we will no longer meet on Wednesdays at Waffle House and talk philosophy and Spirituality into the night.
Her picture is a reminder that I no longer have to pick up the phone to talk to her.
It's a reminder that I don't have to wait till Wednesdays to spend hours discussing Cosmic Law.
It's a reminder that no matter the time of day I can ask her for her guidance.
It’s a reminder that she is no longer 4000 miles away, she’s in my heart and thoughts, she's in the very air around me. When I need to talk to her I just have to envision her, bring her into my Heart and there she is, to listen and to guide.
Rev RML

Rodney
You lived your life in a way most of us did not understand.
The paths you followed took you near and far.
Your footsteps took you to aspects of this world most fear to see more less tread.
You lived your life to the fullest.
Till we meet again My Brother,
Peace Be Unto You.

4. "And carriers brought the body of a widow's only son in to be embalmed; the weeping mother followed close; her grief was great.
5. And Jesus said, Good women dry your tears; you follow but an empty house; your son is in it not.
6. You weep because your son is dead. Death is a cruel word; your son can never die.
7. He had a task assigned to do in garb of flesh; he came; he did his work, and then he laid the flesh aside; he did not need it more.
8. Beyond your human sight he has another work to do, and he will do it well, and then pass on to other tasks, and, by and by, he will attain the crown of perfect life.
9. And what your son has done, and what he yet must do, we all must do.
10. Now, if you harbour grief, and give your sorrows vent they will grow greater every day. They will absorb your very life until at last you will be naught but grief, wet down with bitter tears.
11. Instead of helping him you grieve your son by your deep grief. He seeks your solace now as he has ever done; is glad when you are glad; is saddened when you grieve.
12. Go bury deep your woes, and smile at grief, and lose yourself in helping others dry their tears.
13. With duty done comes happiness and joy; and gladness cheers the hearts of those who have passed on.
Aquarian Gospel, Section XI Chapter 54:4-13