There I saw many large domed buildings, tepees scattered all about, and scores of busy people attending to their tasks. Half the day I was to be an apprentice in the village's organic gardens. During the other times I would attend classes in their Yoga Teachers' Training Program, do extensive meditation and Hatha Yoga, and have fellowship with all the yogis around.
The people there were clean, friendly, and helpful. They had their own version of the Ten Commandments — "Yamas and Niyamas" the five do's and the five don'ts. Drugs, alcohol, extramarital sex, etc. Days were very structured and disci- plined, from 5 A. A Yoga church service was held for the whole community of on Sundays. Everyone was vegetarian, with some being fruitarian fruits only , and some aspired to breath- arianism no food, air only.
Though I heard much talk about breatharianism in many circles of the New Age, I never did find anyone who actually could pull it off. The rigor and discipline of the daily routine helped my own personal healing and stabilizing process to some degree, though not as much as I had wanted.
The Yoga system prides itself on being a "science of higher consciousness" —the idea that by applying certain cause and effect Yoga practices through thousands of lifetimes a person eventu- ally would create his own wholeness and ultimate salvation.
In such a system, I realized that it might be a long, long time before I attained inner healing and everlasting peace. It wasn't very good news. After a few months of housepainting, I was keen to move on to my next spiritual adventure. The heading was eastward this time. Destination: another well-known Yoga community situated in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania.
A huge former monastery in rural backcountry, this serene setting was overseen by the guru of the entire national organization. This Swami had achieved a certain amount of renown in some scientific circles when he proved, at the highly respected Menninger Founda- tion, that he has certain mind-over-matter abilities.
I quickly found a mystique, involving thousands of alleged miracles and mystical marvels, permeating the community. All bowed to their glorious and adored guru, who acted as a god-on-Earth, benevolently bestowing wisdom, gifts, miracles, and salvation to all his supplicants.
Again, as at the previous Yoga community, the lifestyle was regimented, orderly, clean, and in accordance with the five do's and five don'ts. Though I now look back on these people as being deluded by a messianic pretender, their dedication, organization, sincerity, and kindness made for a pleasant stay. The better part of every day was a routine of early morning group meditation and devotions, followed by breakfast and morning studies. Afterwards, there were a couple hours work, lunch, and then afternoon studies and group meditations.
Evenings sometimes had planned ac- tivities and classes. Otherwise we were on our own and had fellowship or retired to our individual rooms for study and more meditation. Emphasis in this community was on "detached self-observation" — a kind of self-induced psychological splitting of the inner self into a totally detached observer and the rest of the self who thought, felt, and acted.
To the detached observer part of oneself, it doesn't matter what the "lower self" is doing or experiencing —the observer remains totally non-involved and unconcerned.
The observer simply watches and goes "Hmm, that's interesting" to everything, no matter if the person is experiencing a third-degree burn or smelling a flower. This kind of psychological split makes for a rather emotionless, joyless placidity.
It's somewhat like having a community of people aspiring to be like "Star Trek's" Mr. I also experienced a Yoga initiation by one of the sub-gurus of the community. As a visitor I did not merit initiation from the Swami himself. The sub-guru was in a stage of deep meditation when I en- tered the room, seemingly oblivious to my presence.
After a time, he called me over to sit beside him in an eerily deep voice. He positioned himself so that his mouth was several inches away from my right ear. Then he enunciated a mantra5 directly into my ear several times. There was a peculiar penetrating quality to the sounds. It was as though they were being seeded deep within my being. Strangely enough, I felt almost lighter-than-air walking out of the room, and experienced a continuous, extremely pleasant, blissed-out state of mind for two whole days.
Again, a demonic link was seeded within me, sugar-coated with short-term bliss and peace. My seduction was growing deeper and more complex with each new spiritual adventure. While my scrap- book was filling up, I was sinking into Satan's gilded mire. One Last Skirmish in College Having quenched my appetite for Yoga ashrams for a while, I de- cided to go back to college and finish up my final two trimesters. The domain of college academia seemed now to be an alien environment, somehow irrelevant to real life and quite "ivory towerish.
In a final senior thesis paper, reviewed by all Religion department professors, I challenged what I perceived as antiquated, out-of-touch Western religious orthodoxy and presented an eclectic alternative of psychedelically expanded Eastern mysticism and American Indian shamanism. It was ill-received though passing , but I fully expected this.
My voice of defiance in the face of what I then perceived as en- trenched orthodox authority was the beginning of my future New Age activism.
I walked away from college with a B. In retrospect, I can't know if it would have made a difference but I wish one of my professors most of whom were Christians had taken off their objec- tive, academic hats and sat me down and given me the simple witness of the faith in Christ that even a child can understand. In all the com- plexities of religious intellectualism, I totally had missed the ulti- mate truth. Exploring Career Options in the New Age My dedication to becoming professionally involved in some aspect of the New Age Movement was by now firmly established.
In- wardly, I still felt incomplete and in need of much healing. Combining both deep personal need and career direction, I decided to pursue the profession of holistic medicine. Also called holistic health, this is a major branch of the New Age, one that is extremely widespread and well-developed throughout America and the rest of the world. I felt that by learning how to heal myself with holistic health practices, I then could apply that knowledge to helping others heal themselves in the future.
While in the midst of sorting out choices, I received a letter from the director of the Yoga Teachers' Training Program that I had at- tended in California.
He said that he had received my image in meditation after asking his guru for guidance in picking a program assistant. Perceiving this to be a "sign from above" and feeling privileged to be asked to such a position, I agreed.
Within the month, I was on the road again to California. This assistant teaching position proved valuable as a beginning New Age leadership experience. In unraveling the thread of Satan's seduction in my life, I see how he provided certain "signs" that I would respond to in pointing me further down the road of well-intentioned delusion. Most every New Ager can recount a long series of uncanny "coincidences" occurring in their lives, leading them further and further along the New Age path.
What I see today is that the adversary plots to lead people more and more deeply into the New Age by providing "signs" and "coin- cidences," like laying a trail of cheese in front of lab mice running a maze. After finishing the three-month program assistant stint, I saw a vision in meditation pointing me to a holistic health retreat I had been reading about. Situated on Orcas Island off the coast of Wash- ington, this remote and storybook-beautiful island was home to a small settlement of New Agers who offered various kinds of retreats and classes.
I chose a seven-week program designed to give a person the "full treatment. So you immediately could regurgitate it all back out. This "atomic cleansing" technique was for clearing stomach mucus out of the body. If you can imagine a bath- room full of people doing this at the same time, it's certainly a fine way to start the morning.
Even then, as a New Ager, this was a bit too much for me. During the first afternoon's class, our group of 16 paired off and the instructor led us through a bodywork technique supposed to "realign our body's energy field. This was not sexual in nature, but it was one heck of a way to get to know someone the first day.
Then there were the "jackhammer" bodywork sessions my term for them. Some schools of New Age bodywork6 feel that psychological traumas also are lodged in the deep muscle tissues.
Therefore, to release these traumas and restore body harmony, it becomes necessary for the practitioner to grind fists, fingers, elbows, and knees deeply into virtually every major muscle group in the body of the hapless recipient. This is severely excruciating, to say the least. The howls, shrieks, and murderous screams that would fill the air in the community eventually became "normal," though during the first few weeks the place sounded at times like a torture chamber.
Sometimes a couple of assistants were required to hold me down while the practitioner tried to make my calf muscles "one with the table" via extreme elbow pressure.
This is a series of treatments profoundly etched in my memory. There were other less-severe practices, but these were the most memorable. Everyone in the group followed the entire regimen. Looking back, so much of this appears completely ludicrous. At the time though, everything was presented professionally, with lots of rationale behind it, and it seemed to make sense. I later discovered that the members of this community were all disciples of yet another Indian guru, supposed to be "God" in the flesh.
While they did not advertise it, this was their spiritual link- up with Satan's forces. Yet again, the guru-connection had played a guiding role in my pilgrimage into seduction. I have had the innermost feeling since an early age that the times in which we live today are the end times. While I had a different perspective on the end times as a New Ager than I do today as a Christian, at the time I read many prophecies foretelling severe disasters and worldwide tumult in the relatively near future.
I also was looking for an ultimate test of my personal mettle plus a chance to undergo what American Indians call a "vision quest. Being as enamored with American Indian religions as I was then, I felt that my spiritual journey would not be complete without my own version of their vision quest.
This quest is a "rite of passage" from boyhood to manhood, in which the young Indian boy is left alone in a sacred place to fast, do rituals, pray for a "vision" of his life-purpose, and to acquire spiritual powers. In many ways it is a kind of initiation into the supernatural realms. This is a fairly popular practice in the New Age, and I felt that I would find some answers to my burning desire for finding inner peace and my life's greater purpose.
I quickly found that this outdoor survival school was indeed a kind of "ultimate challenge" that would test my personal mettle to the very limit. The first three days of the program were called Impact, and this phase certainly did make an intense impact on the 50 partici- pants.
Getting out of the bus in the remotest badlands of southern Utah, for these first few days we were allowed to have only the clothes on our back, a knife, a fork, a cup, a plastic trash bag, and a sweater. This was to be a real initiation into a real survival situation, as we had no food, no canteens, no tents. Strenuous forced hiking for hours per day through some of the worst badlands I have ever seen and up and down mountains quickly took its toll on some of the less fit of the group.
Dehydra- tion, vomiting, exhaustion, and severe blisters, among other side effects, afflicted some, but we still had to move on. There was no food to be gathered from the badlands, and water was extremely scarce. At times we would have to brush away the layers of scum covering a small pocket of water in the sandstone. Most of us were so desperately parched that we drank such water thankfully. On the last day of the three-day Impact phase, a day program, we hiked well into the night and still had a long way to go to reach our destination.
There was a stream at our destination, so we had a lot of motivation to get there. Having had no food and little water for three days under such extreme conditions, most all of us were walking wrecks. I still was using this situation as a vision quest, and had been meditating whenever possible and calling out to the spirits of the Indians for a vision.
Then, something very unusual happened. Instead of feeling severely exhausted and beleaguered like the others, I be- came filled with a power that completely erased all fatigue and made my steps easy and light. When we reached the destination around 2 A. Numerous people were vomiting, one was having real medical problems, and most simply drank some water and dropped asleep where they knelt. Still feeling this extraor- dinary energy surge, I helped some of those in need for a time. After everyone had gone to sleep, I was so energized that sleep was impos- sible so I sat down in the Yoga lotus position to ride the energy out in a state of meditation.
After a couple of minutes, I felt like the "lid" of my mind was opened and my awareness soared into the starry heights. This was a mystical experience of "cosmic consciousness" like none I'd ever had before.
I saw in my expanded mind's eye a hawk- spirit, that seemed to span the entire galaxy, come to alight over me. For what felt like hours I heard hawk cries that seemed to reverberate through every atom of my expanded consciousness. I had received my vision, and was ecstatic.
Waking up in the morning after two hours' sleep, I felt normal again, and extremely fatigued, like the others. The energy surge had come and gone. At the time, I felt that "God" had answered my spiritual cry, and that this experience confirmed that my life was going in the right di- rection. I felt that truth had been revealed to me in a very special way, and that I was one major step closer to personal healing and spiritual enlightenment.
In unraveling the story behind my seduction, though, I see now that by calling out to the spirits of American Indian pantheism and following the pattern of the vision quest ritual, I again had unknow- ingly opened myself to the wiles of Satan. I had asked for a "vision" and "powers" and got both. By crossing into the Biblically forbidden territory of occult practices Deuteronomy I had ventured onto Satan's turf.
The enemy and his demonic legions masquerade many times as angels of light and servants of righteousness 2 Cor. This was a constant thread through all my New Age experiences, happening time and time again.
What I was absolutely convinced was truth was actually an extended series of masterful counterfeits. The powerful experiences and elegant philosophies in the New Age can be so utterly convincing to even the most well-intentioned persons. This is what is so sad about so many people involved in the New Age.
In this experience, I had gone through yet another mystical door- way into further reaches of Satan's New Age landscapes. I also ac- quired a "familiar spirit"—a demon masquerading as the spirit-hawk with which I felt such a close affinity. In a way similar to the American Indians, I had acquired a "power animal," my "spirit helper.
This demon parasite attached itself to me in the masquerading ap- pearance of a spirit-hawk. By now, with all the yoga initiations, guru- connections, "inner counselors," and a "power animal," I was enmeshed firmly in Satan's web of luminous darkness.
Within the next week I re-injured a problem knee, had a terrible case of intestinal problems from the raunchy water , and had to hitch- hike back to Provo, Utah. In all fairness, the participants in this pro- gram were given fair warning about the severe conditions and steep challenge of the program. Survival we wanted, and survival we got. A year later, still very concerned about obtaining further survival skills for the cataclysmic times I felt to be ahead for the world, I at- tended a two-week Security and Survival Training seminar.
In it I learned about martial arts, military-style strategies for scouting, eva- sion, and defense, nuclear fall-out measures, living off the land, water purification, and a host of other bottom-line techniques for survival through world-shaking times. While many of my New Age friends thought that they could meditate and fast through such a crisis period, I figured to cover all possible angles, from the spiritual to the bottom-line practical.
Becoming a Holistic Health Professional Now I was ready seriously to pursue vocational training in holistic health. This was an area in which I further could pursue my New Age beliefs.
It promised to teach me further how to heal myself, and also lead to a professional career. I found a holistic health learn- ing center with a two-year program leading to an N. The program was set up to have several in-residence learning sessions at the school each year. For the rest of the time we were given substantial assignments to do on our own. In keeping with its "natural" approach to health care, the school was located in the beautiful backwoods of northern Minnesota, with the classroom overlooking a lake where we would sometimes see bald eagles and golden eagles hover overhead and dive for fish.
It was all quite idyllic. The school was run in a very professional manner, with a serious and disciplined approach. A significant portion of my fellow stu- dents were nurses and former nurses who were disillusioned with or- thodox medicine. All of us were aiming toward a fairly well-paying job in the fast-expanding holistic health field.
This was and is one of the strongest and most well-developed branches of the New Age Movement, and the job opportunities were plentiful. There were several world-renowned figures who would fly in to in- struct on occasion, and several M. Holistic health is basically an attempt to use natural substances such as herbs, juices, etc. This movement is radically opposed to much of what orthodox medicine has to offer. Holistic medicine is one of the trickiest areas to sort out the New Age from the non-New Age.
This is to say, a holistic professional might recommend that a person do aerobic exercise and take a multi- vitamin, but doing the exercise and taking the vitamin is not neces- sarily New Age. This important issue of discerning and separating what is and is not New Age in the field of holistic health is often a complex and subtle one requiring extensive examination.
Yet never in all the school's literature and clinical hand-outs was the term New Age used. There was a conscious and careful attempt to package and market holistic health in a more scientific and mainstream-acceptable way so as to appeal to the broadest possible number of people. This was done with good in- tent, as it was believed that holistic health is totally beneficial to all people. But the essential problem is that New Age philosophy lies at the core of much of the holistic health field.
My educational experiences there led to an even more subtle seduction. By seeing how the New Age could apply to so many different aspects of life —exercise, nutrition, body therapies, emotional health, stress management, etc. In fact, I experienced significant psy- chological healing and enhanced physical health by applying some of the techniques over several years.
I also saw that a few aspects of holistic health —particularly some of the exercise and nutritional information —have a scientifically verified basis. The M. The area of holistic health is one of the most subtle and sophisticated areas of the murky merging of the esoteric and the mundane, the metaphysical with the mainstream, the pseudo- scientific with the scientific, the non-New Age with the New Age.
I was fascinated with my studies and felt that I really had found my life's calling. On a professional level I couldn't even remotely think of anything else that I would want to do with my life. Notes 1. In New Age terms, "higher consciousness" basically means a super-naturally expanded frame of mind that supposedly embraces a grander understanding of universal truth that transcends rational thought.
See Grow Rich! Trance channeling is a phenomenon in which the medium allows a spirit to take over the mind and body. During the channeling session, the spirit's personality usually very different from that of the medium is evidenced by their words, body movements, style of speech, etc. The medium is usually totally unconscious of whatever happens during the session. Afterwards, the medium will then "return.
A "yogi" is a person who is dedicated to the discipline of Yoga. A mantra is a word or short phrase that is repetitiously sounded in meditation. Many mantras are names of various Hindu deities.
Somehow, the startling sequence of events that was to overtake me shortly seemed as if destiny already had charted out this bizarre but astonishing rise to New Age fame. Miraculous "coincidences" kept opening up doors for a totally un- known young man —me—virtually to be catapulted into a meteoric New Age career. In the midst of all the uncanny, overwhelming, bizarre, and wacky happenings detailed in this chapter, powerful forces were at work to raise me up to a position of leadership.
In deep delusion at the time, I thought that the "Force" was simply very strong with me, and that the cosmic gods were paving the way for me to do important work in bringing about a revolutionary New Age "One World Order.
Such a thought would have seemed absolutely outlandish at the time. The New Age, I thought, was the veritable stepping stone into the kingdom of heaven. It is hailed as the final solution to all the world's woes, and the bearer of a planetary super-Renaissance of human consciousness, government, and science. To suggest other- wise, I thought, was pure ignorance, and to suggest that the plans and forces of the Antichrist lurked beneath this "super-Renaissance" was absolute folly.
The deluded of the New Age are not aware of their delusion. This is what is so pitiful —and so potentially dangerous. So much of the New Age felt so good, so true, so awe-inspiring. Oh, the cleverness and finesse of the adversary, who devises schemes within schemes and wraps them within other entrancing schemes.
To follow this tale of deception, brainwashing, and bondage is to see the enemy at work, as an angel of light, beautiful on the outside but rotten at the core. May the reader be alerted to Satan's strategies, and so be better buttressed against them.
Forewarned is forearmed. In the unfolding "inside story" of a former New Age leader, a panorama of alien, farfetched, and even shocking New Age land- scapes are exposed. By coming to perceive this weird, brainwashed New Age mentality, the reader is better forewarned of the motives and goals of New Agers, as well as some of the deceiving strategies of the Antichnst forces.
Meeting a New Age "Soul-Mate" Freshly graduated from holistic health school, holding high hopes and enthusiastic visions of a successful career, I had no idea of the even more radical twist my life was about to take. For a while events unfolded as I had foreseen. In a small, business-zoned house, I offered personalized health care programs, bodywork treatments, weekly "Awakening Your Potential" classes, iridology analysis, meditation and Hatha Yoga classes, health care products, and a host of other products and services.
I even had a carefully planned "deep relaxation environ- ment" in one room where a special arrangement of colors, plants, aromas, art, subliminal tapes, and New Age music was created to in- duce "therapeutic deep relaxation. It looked like something right up my alley.
It would be nice to find some metaphysically like-minded people to New Age around with. I called the number and talked for a while with a sweet-sounding lady who was the director. She informed me that this Center was composed of a loosely affiliated group of people who would attend free-of-charge lectures and programs on various New Age topics. There was no membership, no fees, and no commitment necessary. During the conversation, I offered to give a free evening lecture on holistic health sometime.
She agreed and we set a date. Later, after the presentation, Vicki, the director, and I chatted for a while after every one else had gone. She told me in a light but honest way that she virtually detested health foods and all that holistic health craze. Little did I know that she saw me as "Mr.
Natural Self-Righteous. Somehow, we would find ourselves talking late into the night after a meeting was over, even as we carefully positioned our- selves at very opposite ends of a long couch. Time after time this would happen. There was no romance in- volved in this at all —the "chemistry" was just not there. But there was a mutual spiritual attraction that was growing so strong that it started to frighten us. Over several weeks we searched in our meditations for direction regarding this alarming situation.
We came to have a powerful feeling that we were being spiritually "called" to join together and do New Age "light-work" together. We felt that a "mission" had been divinely bestowed on us. Because of this, we became a spiritual soul-mate "couple.
The Crystal Connection Vicki had received a small but perfect quartz crystal from an American Indian medicine man —one of his "power objects. This was bizarre. The idea of meditating with a hunk of rock sounded patently ridiculous. After laughing about the idea for a couple of days, I decided to give it a shot. It couldn't hurt, could it? Only minutes after focusing on the crystal in a state of trance-like meditation, my consciousness was catapulted into electrifying do- mains of extra-natural light the likes of which I had never before per- ceived.
The upper part of my head felt like it wasn't there, like it had become invisible, as my awareness raced upwards at the speed of light. From a high distance, I could see in my mind's eye that my body was trembling and shaking as the power of the experience rattled through it. This was my "crystal initiation" into an entirely different super- natural realm. Was this "crystal power" or what? I also saw visions of a high-crystal-tech holistic health clinic with lasers, holography, color beams, glowing liquids, and more in this mind-boggling sci-fi film.
Several close friends remarked on a distinct change in my de- meanor. Somehow, they said, I was more charged and outgoing. I felt blissful, as if I had found an entirely new part of myself. Sadly, though, in reality I blindly had entered an entirely different realm of Satan's high-tech, dazzling deceptions.
Sure, all this was a blast and I was riding a high like I had never known, but later there would be a very dear price to pay for all this occult adventurism.
A dear price indeed. With seemingly providential timing, a man called the New Age Awareness Center to see if the center would sponsor his 1-day crystal workshop. Vicki and I marveled at this uncanny coincidence. I couldn't wait to see what mysteries would be unveiled.
For the most part, the workshop consisted of guided meditations somewhat like those in Silva Mind Control remember the inner sanctuary , except this time we were to project our minds into the crystal held in front of the forehead where the occult "third eye"3 is located. I thought that this was a crazy idea, but went ahead and tried it anyway. In the first guided meditation I wasn't really getting the hang of it, but starting with the second one I felt that my mind somehow was focused inside the crystal.
We were guided to explore various sensory perceptions of the crystal structure —are there any sounds, how does it feel, what do you see, etc. Almost everyone in the workshop experienced some perceptions, though they were all different from each other.
In a later guided meditation, I saw a vision of a large library com- posed solely of different sizes and shapes of crystals, each containing volumes of stored information, like a sci-fi, futuristic concept. I also saw elaborate crystal computers glowing and scintillating with multi- colored electric charges.
Alien beings of short stature and enlarged heads attended to a large complex of high-tech crystal instruments and machines that did ultra-advanced things I couldn't comprehend. Funny thing about the alien technicians, they worked together word- lessly like a bunch of bees in a coordinated group synchrony.
This was getting a little crazy. After the workshop, my mind was reeling with the new ideas, trying to comprehend this new world that was opening up inside of me. I really was getting hooked on crystals. Shortly thereafter I went to a psychic fair in Dallas. Amid all the usual psychic readers I came upon a man calling himself "Saint" who wore a tag identifying himself as a "gemologist.
Here was my next step along the "crystal connection" seduction that started to take the place of the "guru connection" that Satan had used to lead me onwards in previous years. He had been involved in crystals for a number of years already, and knew much more than I did.
At the time—the very early 80s — crystal power was still very much a lesser-known, unpopular topic. For hours after the psychic fair ended, he regaled me with tales of UFOs with which he was in constant communication, inside knowledge on how the UFOs were preparing to make themselves known to the world, and even a time when he was beamed aboard a space- ship to receive an Emerald Ray initiation and a crystal implant in his body shades of Whitley Streiber's best-selling book Communion.
I really had never thought much about UFOs before, but the stor- ies were utterly fascinating. Little did I know then how large a role the UFO-connection would play in my own life and in the s New Age as a whole. Years later I found out that this was a rock called tektite, the unusual characteristics of which still cause debate among scientists as to whether it is a type of meteor.
I carried this stone "power object" throughout the next few dramatic months. Aligning into new Directions The Grand Alignment was fast approaching. A precursor of the infamous Harmonic Convergence, this major New Age event, was based on a highly unusual astrological alignment of planets that was supposed to usher in a new level of "cosmic light" to the Earth.
Such times always seem to bring out the most dramatic ex- periences in New Agers. We were no different. As the moment of Grand Alignment came to pass, Vicki and I both independently came to a decision to move from East Texas. We did what many New Agers would do —we got out a map of the USA and used a pendulum to divine our next destination. We also decided that because of the deep bond we shared in doing our New Age light-work that we should be married.
It was an unusual strain of New Age thinking, to be sure. We planned a "spiritual marriage ceremony. Having recently heard of the "Marfa lights" near the tiny town of Marfa, West Texas, we planned to do the private ceremony on the trip to New Mexico. The Marfa lights are sightings of strange luminous appearances that seem to center around Marfa, dating back to American Indian times. Many myths and legends surround this unexplained phenomenon.
New Agers love this kind of thing. Over the next couple of months we planned our move to the promising metaphysical horizons of Santa Fe. Though we had little money, no jobs waiting, and little idea of what we actually were going to do there, we simply trusted in our inner guidance and the tail of the pendulum. We did the spiritual marriage ritual in this utterly desolate loca- tion. However, we didn't see the Marfa lights. We felt like intrepid metaphysical voyagers seeking out new vistas, charting new lands.
Little did we know that our years in northern New Mexico would exceed our wildest dreams —and we could dream pretty wildly. Thank you for posting this, spirit guide White Cloud has contacted many of us, but I am the only one questioning and doubting his guidance, it is hard to believe his teachings are evil, the love within the teachings is indeed seductive. White Cloud is a member of The Federation of Light, they have many followers, but some say they are the false light.
There certainly seems to be a huge deception going on. I certainly do not know what to believe. I have friends I love dearly who are channeling these beings, God is putting us through a huge, challenging test, that is for sure. My thoughts are that maybe we are creating all this, that it is all a story we are in.
Like Randall Baer who made this video and the writer here many have discovered that the love, light. No one comes to the Father but by me. In 1 John we are urged to test the spirits whether they are from God or from other sources. The New Age is not new at all, it is based on Hinduism which is many thousands of years old.
And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden? And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden: But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.
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