Engrave the Names

Selections from Names/Shemot in Tetzaveh Exodus 27.20-30.10

  

Bring clear illuminating oil causing a light to burn continually

In the Tent of Meeting (communion). Such light comes from us

For all time (Pure oil, sign of meditation that brings clear light)

On two sacred stones engrave the names of the 12 tribes

Six names on one and six on the other, in order of their birth

        Rubin, Shimon Levi,   Yehudah, Dan, Naftali,

            Gad, Asher, Issakar,    Zebulon, Yosuf, Benyamin

Attach these stones (each with six names) at your shoulders

As stones of remembering (These 12 names, your inheritance

Are qualities of God.  Visualize them at your shoulders)  

We wear a breastplate of discernment, four rows of stones

Corresponding to the names of the 12.  And on our foreheads Inscribed in gold are the letter symbols: Holy to God 

There too is a thread of blue indicating: all sins have gone

When you come before God to know the way

Feel the anointing oil on your head

And the headdress and symbols of holiness near your forehead

And the precious twelve stone altar in the heart chakra

The breastplate for discerning (the real from the unreal)

Practice this (visualization- meditation) for seven days

And you will enter the sanctuary of remembering

Whoever touches such an altar becomes consecrated

In the morning and at twilight (stop and think of me)

(Also) when you lift your glass and when you dine

These are entrances into my sanctuary

Here I will meet with you and speak with you

(If you so choose) I will abide in your midst and be your God

Who brings you out of narrow-mindedness (mitzra-im)

With the incense (of genuine prayer) you construct

A three dimensional altar (of your physical self)

And overlay it with pure gold (loving compassion)

Which is most holy to me

Be Prepared for Anything

   A couple weeks ago at dusk I was driving home from seeing a client (who had just put $75,000 in my hands to help insure their future). I was feeling good and going about 55 mph on an open highway, when suddenly out of nowhere, coming off a small side street to my right, a lady pulls out right in front of me. I slam on the brakes and throw it hard to the left (no one was coming). But I was going 55.

   Big, big crash! My windshield shatters, both air bags fly out, my right axle is broken, front end smashed, car is totaled. My car is immovable blocking both sides of the road. Cars are stopped and lining up in both directions. People are running up to my door. “Are you okay?”

   “I think so,” I said, slowly moving around extricating myself. Not a scratch, not a bruise (She didn’t get hurt either.) Without thinking I must have instinctively folded back left into the seat. Police, firemen, ambulances were there before I could even get out of the car as I searched around the floor for all the stuff that had flown about everywhere.

   They needed a tow truck to move my car out of the center of the road. He came quickly. I tried to call my gal to come get me, but she was out and had left her cell phone at home. The tow truck driver graciously drove me 25 minutes home.

   By then it was dark. I was alone. I jumped into our hot tub, looked up at the stars and started reacting, wondering, thinking about how I was feeling. It all happened so fast I never had a chance to be scared. Now here I was home alone, unscratched and safe – surprised and grateful. And wondering why I was spared, thinking maybe I was somehow protected and allowed to be here for a while longer. Maybe there’s still something for me to do while I’m here.

  I was driving my solid black 2006 Nissan Sentra with 156,000 miles on it, but it was paid for and  working good, an old friend. Because of its years of faithful service I’d even had a little red and blue racing stripe painted on it. Geico gave $4,500 for the car and a rental car while I shopped around, I  stumbled on a lovely white 2015 Kia Ultima with just 10,000 miles on it, marked down to $17,000. This is very cool, and I’m still surprised and grateful. 

    I’ve been remembering some teachings from my Seal Team training;

    Have a Plan Alpha, but always have a plan Bravo in case something is blocking Plan Alpha.  

    No matter what -- dead or live come back with your swim buddy, And …

    Be prepared for anything.