Tuesday, July 28, 2009

July 28, 2009

Hello there,
I am happy to say that "Sunrise, Day One!" will be available in just 8 days now! You will be able to find it on Amazon.com, Alibris.com, Booksurge.com, and Abebooks.com. In three weeks it will also be available on Kindle, as well as BooksinPrint.com and GlobalBooksinPrint.com.
Those of you from Twitter, please contact me at dslemmer@hughes.net.
Happy Reading!!

Friday, July 24, 2009

July 24, 2009

Hello again,

I got some great news last night! "Sunrise, Day One!" will be available on August 5th, 2009 on Amazon.com, Alibris.com, Abebooks.com, and Booksurge.com. Through Amazon, the book is also available on Kindle for those of you who like to use the electronic books. It will also be available on BooksinPrint.com and GlobalBooksinPrint.com in three weeks! I am so excited!


Tuesday, July 14, 2009

July 14, 2009

Greetings friends,
I have been reading tweets on Twitter that tell the reader that they can heal their ill with their own minds. This is of course, true, if one has the basic skills of meditation and an idea of how to start. Therefore, I thought it might be helpful to any of you wishing to do some self-healing, for me to write here the excerpt from "Sunrise Day One!" where spirit guide, Stephen first teaches Susan how to heal her wounds. As I have mentioned, Susan was badly injured in the initial cataclysmic event and has no one but herself to rely upon. But in the new dimension, all things psychic that were even slightly workable before are now easily done. My purpose here is to let you know that if you, too, follow Stephen's instructions, you can bring about healing to your own wounds. The process DOES work, even on our present slower rate of vibration.

In the following scene, Stephen and David are coaching Susan in the proper method to heal her broken leg. She had tied pieces of 1"x 2" board to the sides of the leg to try to help support it and now has taken them off so that she can see the area of the break.

"Susan, the first step in creating anything, whether it be something you are precipitating or a healing, is to decide that you are going to do it. This puts your will into motion. Will is a God-power given to all humanity. Nothing is created until one sets his or her will to it," he instructed.
"It's like turning on the power switch," Dave interjected.
"That's right," Stephen agreed. "Now, the second step is to concieve of how you want your creation to be. In this case, you should close your eyes and bring into your mind that picture of your leg in its perfect condition as it is held there in God's perfect plan for your physical body."
I closed my eyes and tried to see my leg as it would look, perfect and completly healthy.
"Don't push so hard," Stephen caoched. I realized that he was right. I was tense, and I was trying to force the picture of my leg onto the screan of my mind's eye. "Relax," he said, "and let the picture come to you. Say your prayer to God again and decribe t0 Him what picture you need."
I tried to relax and then began a prayer telling God what I was trying to do and that I needed a picture of my leg in a perfect condition and so forth. As I described what I needed to see, the picture became perfectly clear! When I realized that I held the picture of my leg in perfect condition in my mind, I was so excited that I almost lost my consentration. I wnated to say, "I've got it!"
Knowing my thoughts, Stephen said, "Concentrate! Keep focused on that picture. Memorize every curve and angle, every muscle and bone. Absorb it into your consciousness. Now see God's divine healing power coming down to that leg in the form of the flowing shaft of light. Hold steadily that pattern in all its purity so that healing light can build upon it."
I didn't want to take my concentration off of the picture of my leg, so I imagined the light coming down over it. I let the light fill every part of the picture that I was seeing until the whole thing was pulsating with that marvelous light.
"Now see the light substance filling the leg pattern. And keep your consentration on this picture until your leg appears to be created anew, completelly made of this God-light. Hold it, now. You will know when it is completed," he coached.
I held the picture, and the light began to work its way back and forth over my leg. I watched in fascination as I saw my leg become sparkling like the fluid light that oscillated above it. When the whole leg seemed to vibrate with the vitality of the light and there appeared to be no room for more, I felt sure the healing was conpleted. I sat there, holding that pucture of my leg whole and full of the vitality of the God-substance, wondering what to do next.
"Next, my child, you must say a prayer of thanks to the Christ-self for completing this healing, and ask that His blessing of peace and love be granted upon this that has been healed," Stephen guided.
I wasn't quite sure what he meant by "the Christ-self," but my mind was filled with words of gratitude that flowed from my heart. So, I envisioned Jesus, the Christ, and thanked Him for this healing. Then, I asked that His love and peace remain with me throughout my life. Being, as I was at that point in a state of rapture, I could not think of only asking for His blessing on my leg; I wanted His love and peace in all of my life!
Whatever I said must have been all right, because when I opened my eyes, both Stephen and Dave were smiling at me. They pointed to my leg and Dave said, "Take a look!"
I studied my leg. There was no discoloration, not even a mark where the splints had been bound to my leg! It looked as perfect as the other leg. Cautiously, I rubbed my hand over it. There was no pain. I could wait no longer! I got up and stood on it. No pain! I took a few steps - yes, it was perfect! No weakness, not even a feeling of tightness remained. It felt so good to be able to walk again. If it hadn't been dark, I would have gone outside. I wanted to run against the wind! I think the vitality and energy of the healing had invigorated my whole body. There is no other word for it; I felt empowered!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

July 8, 2009

Hi there friends,

I am so sorry that it is taking so long for the book to come out. Now they are telling me it will be the 1st of August! I guess this is a lesson in patience for me. :-)

I thought I'd post another quick blog from the book. To read the book excerpts from the beginning, start with my June 4th entry.

Now in this scene, a Master teacher has visited the group and has just taught them a new way to visiulize their relationship to God. He asks if anyone has any questions and Susan responds.

"I have always thought of myself as being separate," I admitted. "Why is that?"
"You have just let yourself become unconscious of the connection! With all the past negative teachings, you learned from your birth to think of yourself as separate from God. But man is God-centered. The Presence of God is the true center of your being." He turned to the rest and went on. "I tell you these things now, so that your minds may be free to further grow in understanding of the Father's Laws. It is imperative that you understand the totality of His Love. By such understanding will you be free to join with your Creator; all fear, doubt and sence of aloneness consumed."
His words reverberated in my head. I could think of no other questions. The others seemed equally enwrapped with the lessons that He had just taught.
"Stephen, I will let your people have a little time to absorb these things that we have discussed this evening," said the Master. "But, with your permission, may I return tomorrow evening to continue the lesson on decreeing?"
"Oh, yes! We would be honored," Stephen answered with a short bow.
"Then, until tomorrow, may you all go in peace and love and be sustained by the flame of God within!" He blessed and He was gone.
There was a buzz of voices as we all acknowledged his departure. But it was Lamar who spoke up. "Ulmic, do you know who this Master is? he asked.
"Oh, my, yes!" answered Ulmic. "He is not only an Ascended Master, he is the Chohan of the Seventh Ray!"

Thursday, July 2, 2009

July 2, 2009

Dear Friends,
Sorry I wasn't able to blog last week. We had two separate groups of out-fo-state guests during that time. That kept me busy! But I know that you would like to read a little more from "Sunrise, Day One!", and so I'm here to make another post.

As the days passed, Susan and Randy and their traveling mates became quite skilled in their new abilities, gifts bestowed on them by the new dimension. It wasn't long before they were able to create all of their own food and anything else that they needed from the Universal Supply of God. In this scene, they have just entered a small town in New Mexico where they hope to find some other survivors.

We slowed our scooters down to a walk, since we didn't want to miss a thing. There was a dog barking somewhere in the distance, and we could hear the sound of someone hammering. But no one was on the street.
"Where is everyone?" asked Marcy as we poked along.
"Darned if I know," replied Randy. "It's a good thing we slowed down. We night have missed this place!" he joked.
It looks like someone's been making repairs up there," said Lamar, pointing to one of the buildings with sheets of plywood on it.
"Yeah, let's take this little side street and see if we can find anyone up there," suggested Randy, and we headed up the street.
We saw that most of the buildings butted up against the wall of the mountainside. Only a few of them had been homes. Most were businesses.
Just then, a face popped out of an open doorway. "Mom! Mom! Someone's here! Someone's here!" called a young voice. We had been seen at least.
We stopped our scooters and waited for someone to respond to the child's summons. A wonam appeared at the door, her face white as a ghost. Clutching the cloth she was holding, she ran out to greet us.
"Oh, my God! Where did you come from?" she stammered. "We thought no one would ever come here!"
"Hello, M'am," greeted Randy. "We heard your radio broadcast a couple of weeks ago and have been trying to get here ever since," he explained.
"The broadcast? You actually heard that?" she asked. "Well, ain't that great! Where did you folks come from?"
"Well, Susan and I were in Tennenness when we heard the broadcast, and Jacob and Sara there, are from Arkansas. We met Marcy and Phil in Arkansas, too, but they are actually from Indiana. Lamar here is from Okalahoma," he related.
"Well, aint' that just something! Come all that way!" she said excitedly. "Well, I'm Jeanny Tuddle and that's my boy, Johnny. My! I must look a sight!" she said running her hand through her unkept hair. "We been trying to get this house livable ever since the quakes began, but I'm not much of a carpender!" and she laughed.
"Don't you have anyone to help you?" asked Phil.
"Well, my husband was killed in the first quake. My cousin has been trying to help out as much as he could, but, with work and trying to fix up his own place for his family, he hasn't had much time," she explained.
It was like we had stepped back in time. Work? Fixing up houses? I began thinking to Randy. "There's something wrong here!"
His thoughts came back. "You've got that right!"
The woman looked up at Randy and cocked her head. "You say somethin', Mister?" She had heard his thought, or at least part of it.

But the group is left to wonder why so little spiritual development has taken place in this town!