My Comforter is Real

I haven't written for a while. Over the last six months some amazing things have happened and I have been waiting for the okay to talk about them. I'm feeling like I should share them now.

Last April of 2017 I started communicating with Philip Stevenson. He has this great business where he helps people overcome their subconscious roadblocks so they can achieve greater success. He also teaches people how to have their second comforter and it's much simpler than we have been led to believe.

We had our interview over the phone since we live so far apart and I wasn't sure how things would go doing it that way. I honestly didn't have high hopes. Most of our work would be about my personal hangups, things that keep me from being my best self and at the end we would attempt a visit with the Savior.

Since it would be too hard to type everything all over again, I'll just cut and paste what I wrote after it happened. It's a summary, but is accurate.

"There aren’t words to describe the experience I had on Thursday morning, April 13, 2017.

Phillip Stephenson had offered to take me on a guided meditation as thanks for editing a book he is working on and I took him up on that offer. I figured it would be fun and enlightening and would possibly help me overcome a few issues I had with financial success and in my relationship with my adopted son, Gabriel. At least I figured it couldn’t hurt.

Phillip called me at eight in the morning and we began a session that I figured would last a couple of hours. That was what we’d planned for anyway. What happened was far beyond my expectations. Far beyond what I could have imagined. The conversation lasted five hours and yet it only felt like an hour and a half! Two at the very most. That said, I will only touch on a few things here. There was just too much!

Rather than write a step by step description about what happened, I want to jump forward and talk about the best part of all. I saw the Jesus Christ! I did not expect this to happen. I hadn’t planned on it, even though I’ve heard it can happen in these kinds of situations.

I had gone through about four hours of guided mediation with Phillip that were incredible and hard to even describe in how enlightened I felt, when I went to a place in my mind that I call The Garden. It’s a little piece of heaven for me, with a little stone bench that sits by a pond. Paths weave through that are lined with flowers of all kinds and sizes. Trees, mostly Weeping Willows, grow, giving shade, and all the paths are made of soft, green grass.

Everything there feels alive—with a consciousness. I could feel the life and energy of all the plants and trees, reaching for me as though they were living beings, so excited to have me there. At this point in the meditation, after literally running through my garden, rolling like a child, frolicking in the grass, and rejoicing in this new world that I thought was just in my mind, I came back to the stone bench, and standing there, all in white, was the Savior. Jesus Christ. I knew immediately who He was. 

He had a dark beard, that wasn’t long or bushy, but short and neat.

I immediately fell down at his feet and kissed them, overcome. The reaction was instantaneous. I couldn’t NOT do that. I COULDN’T stand in his presence. Not because I felt unworthy necessarily, but because I was overwhelmed with an emotion I’ve never felt before. One I can’t even put into words. I started crying and he bent down and lifted me up.

Some of this I related to Phillip, but after listening to the recording, I realized I hadn’t told him much of what was happening at this part, and even now, one day later, I’m afraid of forgetting it. (I have memory issues)

The Savior didn’t speak to me with his mouth, but with his mind through thoughts. His voice is warm and rich. He has a wonderful sense of humor and he frequently laughed, like I amused him with my wonder. 

Phillip asked me to ask him if I am worthy to be there with him and when I did, immediately all the things I’d done wrong sprang to mind and I thought, no, I’m not worthy, but then the words, “Your sins are forgiven,” came into my mind from him, which in turn, made me worthy.

It was almost too hard to believe, but I felt I should believe, since He was standing right there saying it to me. I mentioned as much to Phillip and he said to ask Jesus to help me believe. When I did, Jesus took my face in his hands and with a funny grin said, “It is done. You believe.” It totally made me laugh! He’s funny! I’d heard that from other people, but hadn’t anticipated it. He was playful when I felt playful, and serious when I needed seriousness. He gave me what I needed absolutely.

And then I said to Phillip, “I wish this were real. I want it to be real, but it seems too fantastic.” It felt real, but I also worried that it was just all in my mind, and then Phillip said, “Ask Him if it is real.” So I did.

I don’t know how to describe what happened next. There aren’t words. One minute I was asking the Lord if this experience was real or just all in my head, and the next a power was filling my body, growing and expanding, like nuclear energy or a bomb that was about to go off. It was huge and terrible in its power, and it terrified me. I thought if it didn’t stop expanding I would explode and that my chest would blow out. If it didn’t stop, I’d break. As soon as I had the thought, “This needs to stop.” It did. That fast. I started sobbing immediately, and I remember thinking I needed to control my crying because I didn’t want Phillip to think I was out of control. But that was how it felt. Totally out of control. And even though it scared me, the experience was over too quickly. I wanted it back, despite the fact it was terrifying to experience with no warning! The crazy thing was, it WAS NOT IN MY HEAD. It was my actual physical body that experienced it and it scared me to death, because I didn’t know what it was or if it would stop. (Can I say how bad it scared me enough times? I truly thought I would die)

And then Phillip asked me, “So was it real?” (he was still waiting for my answer) 

I started laughing (because that's my go-to reaction) because, yeah, the message had come across loud and clear. I felt the Savior saying, “THIS IS REAL! Let me make it obvious for you!”

And then Phillip asked if there was anything else I would like to ask or communicate to the Savior. (he took me through it step by step because seriously, my brain went out the window as soon as I saw Jesus.) Phillip suggested a blessing. I liked that idea, so I asked the Lord for a blessing. He was happy to do that.

I knelt down, but not in some formal way like you see in church pictures. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his legs, like a little child hanging onto their parent for dear life, and he put his hands on the back of my head because I was pressed so close to him, but it didn’t feel weird or inappropriate or anything. He didn’t think so either. It’s weird to me now when I think about it, and I have to just shake my head at how weird I am.

These are some of the words he spoke to me… He called by my whole name. He blessed me to be able to love everybody, and be able to forgive easily. I am to be his hands. A tool in his hands. He’ll direct me where to go and what to do every day. I don’t need to keep worrying about the future and what I should be doing. Everything is happening according to his plan. I need to have faith that it’s all in his hands. If I constantly listen, I’ll know who I am supposed to help. He’ll bless my body to continue to heal and be strong. I need to be careful and not use it for my own selfish purposes (as in to look good or impress others). That it will be so I can work for Him. He’ll bless my faith to grow stronger, and the things I desire will happen, as in more experiences with him etc… (I really hope this comes to pass quickly!)(6 months later and it hasn't come easily or quickly LOL. It has taken work and effort!)

(Back to my experience with Jesus) 

At this point I had a feeling (in a playful way) that he thinks I’m a little rebellious! He thinks I doubt too much and that I shouldn’t doubt him. Ever. I need to keep meditating and visualizing like this and coming to him in this way. I need to write it all down so I don’t forget. It’s important that I rest when I need to and not overdo it, and that He’ll give me strength when it serves Him to do so. At this point I had to laugh again. He’s so funny and gets my sense of humor. Just the way he said, “when it serves me to do so.” It was in a jovial tone of voice. His sense of humor is beautiful and perfect. Never done in a way that is sarcastic or belittling like we humans are so prone to do. I respond well to humor so I'm guessing He catered to me to communicate his love for me. It's hard to explain.

After the blessing He took my hands and raised me up, kissing my hands on the knuckles once I was standing. It was so sweet, like what a father would do as he stared at his adored daughter. He told me he loved me, and then he cupped my face in his hands and stared into my eyes and said with an intense, but adoring, playful smile, “Be of good cheer!” (as though I’m not cheerful often enough) This also made me laugh because I know these words didn’t just come from my own mind (as though I were making this whole thing up) because I would never use those words. It sounds too formal to me, but when He spoke them, they didn’t. He said he wants me to be happy, as though I'm not often enough. And then he hugged me tight again, kissing me on the cheek.

And then, in the snap of a finger, He rose up fast, and was gone, and I was left by myself. As I reminisce upon this now I think how stupid it was that I didn’t ask him the millions of questions I’d wondered about for years! When the moment is upon you, it changes everything. My mind went completely blank!

But Jesus is right. I doubt too much. Even right after it happened I wondered if it was real. Phillip told me it’s normal to feel that way, but that it is important to remember the feel of his hands and voice, that I was now connected to him in a way I never was before, that I was now a member of The Church of the First Born, and I needed to stay active in that church and visit it often.

I don’t think people understand clearly what the second comforter really is. And I hadn’t either, but the feeling I had when it was over, the joy that radiated from me, couldn’t be explained in any other way. It stayed with me for weeks after. 

I was also exhausted. More than I’d ever been before. The whole rest of the day, even though I felt such happiness and peace, I was absolutely dragging, and my eyes felt blurry and achy, hurting to be open from crying so much… for the rest of the day."

Almost six months have gong by since this experience and I thought it would be easy to return, but it hasn't been. It's exhausting and take relentless drive to make even the simplest experience happen, but it is getting easier. My spiritual eyes are SO out of shape. It feels like being under water, trying to focus, constantly trying to see. Meditation is key. Being still and quiet is key. I have taken what Phillip taught me and am applying that knowledge to get to "the throne room" on my own. It's SO hard sometimes but also so simple. Maybe that's the problem. I haven't seen Him again (yet) but I have visited with other heavenly messengers. There are things the Lord expects me to do before I get to be with Him again, which obviously I've failed to do... (again, yet.)

One more thought before I go. I have not forgotten what Jesus feels like. HIS spirit. It's not the same feeling I get with the Holy Ghost. It is unlike anything I can describe to compare it to. No one else feels the same way and it is impossible to mistake Him for anyone else. You KNOW as soon as you are in his presence that it's Him. You just KNOW. For every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that Jesus is the Christ. And this is my testimony that I add to everyone else's who has seen him. That He LIVES! And there is NOTHING I desire more in my life than to be with Him again and again and again.

Anyway, there it is. I want to add a song here that means SO much to me.

THIS is how I feel now.

P.S. I need to add that Phillip will help anyone through this process and he does not charge, of course. He does charge for the work with subconscious baggage that holds you back from financial or emotional success. It's how he makes his living, but he wants to help everyone to Christ with no compensation. 

A prophet! A prophet! We don't need another prophet!

I frequently go a spiritual healer and she has become a close friend, someone amazing who has done SO much to help me on my road to healing... physically and spiritually. I would even go so far as to call her a prophetess of sorts.

We don't put much stock in spiritual healers in the Church, and she (let's call her Maggie) is LDS, although I would call her fringe LDS because of what she does and teaches. Even so, her testimony in the "Church" is still rock solid. It's the only place we really differ in our opinions, but that's okay. She's living her truth and I'm living mine. If you want to know how two different truths can be true at the same time, read this AWESOME post about "truths" from Journey to the Fullness. 

Our daughters became friends at the charter school we both send our kids to and they wanted to get together and hang out, so I called Maggie who I didn't know at all, wanting to introduce myself. I was still very sick at the time and did not want to drive a lot and hoped she'd bring her daughter to our house. She asked about my illness and then offered her services. She is a licensed Naturopath as well as having a degree in physics and I think something else, I think. She's pretty dang smart.

The last thing I wanted was another doctor and I told her I was happy with mine. She said, "I'm not that kind of doctor." I didn't know at the time that she was a doctor of the spirit, which honestly, I'd never heard of. She kept pressing me, so I relented. I later learned that she'd felt really impressed to meet with me. She does accept pay, because she does this for her living, but she doesn't put a price on it. She tells people to pay either what they can afford or what the Spirit tells them to.

Long story short, she has taught me some amazing things. Some of which I had to go home and really study and pray about. You see, our minds, traditions, and habits, often don't LET us think past what we already know. Some things are just too impossible, too far fetched or difficult to understand. I find this happens all the time, even with the people who have left the LDS faith in search of higher truth and light. Some still can't wrap their minds around things that are too "far out" to grasp. Even when the Spirit whispers it's true. It's like reading Teachings of the Prophet Joseph Smith or reading the Lectures on Faith for the first time. It blows our minds that OUR beloved prophet would teach such wild, "out there" things.

Maggie has taught me how to cast out devils, demons, dark spirits etc... and what their differences are and why they get attached to us (and we ALL have spirits attached to us, which is why the Savior spent so much time casting out evil spirits while he was here). She taught me how to make sure I am connected to the REAL Jesus Christ. There are a lot of bad guys out there, ready and willing to be "your" savior and some people get connected to them and then wonder why when they raise their arm to the square to make an evil spirit leave, it doesn't work.

She taught me that you have to use "qualifiers" when you do things in Jesus' name to let everyone and every "thing" know you are talking about THE Jesus Christ. Qualifiers are other names the Savior goes by, like the Holy one of Israel, Alpha and Omega, the Great I am, The Son of God, Savior of the world etc... So, in other words, when casting out evil spirits you'd say something like...

"In the name of Jesus Christ, the Holy One of Israel, the Son of God, I command all evil spirits, demons, and devils to depart. I ask Heavenly Father to send holy angels to escort these spirits to wherever they need to go, and to fill that vacuum they leave behind with light and healing, in the name of Jesus Christ, amen."

We do not need the priesthood to cast out evil spirits, just faith and the power Jesus lends us. He expects us to do these things and yet they've been forgotten. When was the last time you saw someone cast out an evil spirit in Gospel Doctrine class? That would be one class I would attend!

When my son was on his mission, he had the opportunity to do this. He and his comp went to the Elder's Quorum prsident's house one evening. The guy lived in a house with a bunch of other people, because they were poor and were pooling their resources. In the back room there was a man lying naked on the table, thrashing and looking totally possessed (Think The Exorcist. Seriously.)

Immediately my son had a powerful feeling to put his hands on the man and command the evil spirits to come out. It terrified him to do it, but Maggie and I had taught him how and he had the faith and ability, so he did. He placed one hand on the guy and the other to the square, and in Jesus Christ's name, voiced the command. My son's companion had gotten totally wigged out before this and had fled the house before my son had time to do anything, so he was alone with the EQ pres and this wigged out stranger.

The guy stopped thrashing immediately. He jumped off the table, his wits having come back to him once again, and grabbed a blanket to wrap around himself. He said he was freezing and to call an ambulance. He'd been doing drugs, you see. Drugs and alcohol give easy access to bad spirits who want inside us.

Anyway, my son told me that it was an amazing and powerful experience that gave him a firm testimony of the power the Savior holds over demons.

Evil spirits will frequently be drawn back to their "victim" under certain circumstances and Maggie has taught me the different techniques that need to be done to keep them away, healing through energy and prayer. Everything physical leaves a spiritual footprint. Both need to be healed to be completely overcome.

There is so much more to the world of spirits than we are aware of and yet it is very real. We can become connected to spirits and unseen worlds when we become addicted to things like video games, drugs and alcohol, or suffer abuse. There is so much information that I can't even begin to share it all. Maggie puts on seminars and lectures to teach others how to do these things themselves and has a great mission to get this information out there. It's hard work and she's busy doing these things almost 24/7.

If you have addictions you can't overcome, demons that haunt you, anger issues you can't get rid of or understand, or any other issue that plagues you, she can help. If you can't come to her house, she uses Skype. She and her husband help people all over the world! It can get pretty deep and heavy, and some people have a hard time with what she teaches, but whenever I have difficulty doing or believing something, I come home, study and pray about it, and ten the Spirit usually whispers that she was correct after all.

What she is doing is absolutely what the Savior wants her doing. Of that I have no doubt. I am so grateful there are people here on Earth who have this kind of knowledge, who can help those of us who don't.

If you want more info, let me know.