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Subject: +*+*+*+ Solomon's Private File #378 "Mother And Sister" +*+*+*+
Date: Sat, 23 Sep 2017 02:50:02 -0400
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Solomon's Private File #378
These stories about Stephen and Solomon take place starting in
1950's. Stephen wrote about his life in letters to a penpal, and then
in a secure blog, in case he lost his memory again, in the master
computer in his school for gifted students, which he started attending
in 2016 in a new incarnation, until his death. Now his son Solomon is
attending the same school, and is writing in his own secure blog for
his future incarnations.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Solomon is 32 in this story, in the Winter of 2058-2059.
Solomon's Private File #378 "Mother And Sister"
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I said to Mom, "Possible solo mission." She said, "Give." I said,
"Man suicided. Wife blames me for not stopping it. Couldn't, while she
could have." I pushed the info to her. She nodded, and said, "Right.
It's mine." She asked to see the woman, who agreed, in her home. Mom
said, "My husband is dead, too." They hugged, and the widow cried. Mom
said, "Will you tell me why you blame Solomon for your husband's
death?" She said, "He sent you here?" Mom said, "No. He just told me
about it, knowing I would want to help you and your husband. So, why?"
She said, "Solomon could have stopped it." Mom said, "That's true. A
lot of people could have stopped it, and the best person to do that,
was right there. Your husband." She was confused, and said, "But he did
it!"
Mom said, "Yes he did. That was his choice. You know Solomon can't
stop that, if others aren't injured by it. That's free will. God's
gift. He can't go against that." She said, "Oh." Mom said, "There is
another reason why he couldn't stop it. He's not allowed to stop some
bad things that other people could and should stop." She said, "How
does that work with a suicide?" Mom said, "Some people know it's going
to happen. Some people contribute to the cause of it. Those people
could have stopped it, and chose not to, even if they don't want to
admit it to themselves. You know why he did it." She cried.
Mom said, "Your husband can't rest and be judged, until you admit to
yourself that what you did, drove him from this life. Don't you owe
that to him?" She cried some more, and said, "You can talk to him?" Mom
said, "Most Adepts can talk to the souls that are waiting to be judged,
if those want to talk." She said, "Can you help me talk to him?" Mom
said, "No, I'm not powerful enough to do that, but he can hear you, and
I can tell you what he says, if anything." She nodded and said, "Randy,
it's not your fault that I had an affair. You were working SO hard. I
was lonely. When you found out, I shouldn't have said what I did. You
worked hard for US! You didn't deserve what I said. I was stupid and
selfish. I'll tell the kids you were a good man, that I was wrong to
tell them the things I did that made them hate you."
Mom said, "There is more. It wasn't just loneliness." She said, "Do I
have to?" Mom nodded. She said, "It was spite. I was mad! I shouldn't
have been. Now you're gone, and I miss you SO much!" Mom said, "That
was fast! He just was judged and reincarnated. Sol! Is that normal?" I
said in the air, "Is there anything normal about this?" They both
Oh! Interesting. No, don't ask. Eh, back to work." Mom said, "Men!"
Chuckles. Mom said to her, "It's not going to be easy to talk to your
children about this, with the truth, without making them hate you. Just
make sure you act the true responsible adult with them, not some
regretful child. You can." She said, "I'll have to." They discussed
some things to say, including that Mom was involved, and the after
death issue. Mom left, saying she would be watching. The mother did
reasonably well.
Mom said to me, "Got any more, give them to me. This is what I'm
for!" We hugged and kissed. I did give her more, and that's becoming
noticed, and liked a lot by the public. Then Mom said to me, "I have to
know! The first suicide husband mission. The reincarnation." I said,
"Did you know she was pregnant with the other man's baby?" Mom said,
"No! Wow!" I said, "Yep. That's why the hurry. Was due for a soul. No,
I didn't know in advance. I know He has a sense of humor, but that?
Sheesh!"
I sat down with a former Buddhist Monk in Myanmar. After greetings, I
said, "It is past the date where you can choose to kill yourself, yet
you have not done that." He said, "Have the others done it?" I smiled,
and said, "You knew I wouldn't tell you that." He smiled, and said,
said, "So I have shown." I said, "No, the hair isn't causing that." He
grinned, and said, "I must admit to having considered that. I did not
expect this visit from you." I said, "Good." He laughed. Then he looked
very strange. His aura expanded and brightened. I said, "Our assigned
consequences don't work on the enlightened. So you will no longer have
them." He was totally astounded. I said, "I like doing that." He said,
"I don't deserve this!" I said, "We don't get to choose what we
deserve, in this area." He said, "Was it because I accepted the
consequence into my being, embracing it?" I said, "You don't need me to
tell you what you know. All of you was the cause." He bowed to me.
He said, "You knew this would happen." I said, "The possibility of
it, yes. Often it happens that the most difficult work, causes the
greatest reward. As in my case, the most evil of people, through many
incarnations, is now the most good. And I'm positively NOT
complaining!" He grinned, and said, "Neither am I!" I said, "It's past
time for when your consequence would have started." He said, "I feel
its absence, like a necessary part of me is gone." I said, "That will
fade, as you adjust more completely to your new being. There remains a
problem. Your future." He said, "It should not be where I am
recognized." I said, "Any Monastery in another country would welcome
you. Who wouldn't, for a Buddha?" He said, "Would they need to know my
past?" I said with a grin, "One look at your aura, and they won't think
to ask. I'll show it to you." He said, "Wow!" I said, "Qualifies."
I said, "I've said this before, but few choose to understand it. I do
not punish. Consequences are actually for self improvement. They don't
always work, obviously." He said, "True! Your people?" He said, "Not
even they fully accepted that, and are as astounded as you are, with
this. But a lot noisier." He laughed. I said, "Wherever you choose to
go, I will give you the language for, if needed." He said, "Please,
Chinese. For the Temple of the Abbot in the show in Thailand." I said
in that language, "He is expecting you. And we are speaking his
language now." He laughed with pure joy.
We stood, and suddenly, he was looking like a true Buddhist Monk,
with a shaved head, and yellow robes. He looked down, and said, "Senior
Monk!" I said, "You qualify. And I qualify to promote you, being the
Abbot of Stephen's Temple, which I became on becoming the leader of my
group. Dalai Lama just confirmed that, wondering why she didn't think
of that before." Grins. I said, "Ready to port?" He was, and we did, to
the gate to the Monastery. The guards knew to leave us alone, and
escort the tourists away from us. The Monks were already lined up, and
where feeling a lot of awe for us. They bowed low to us as we walked
past them. We bowed to the Abbot, who bowed to us. I did the
introductions, and said, "I think you might have some interesting
things to discuss. I'll leave you to that." I shifted out.
In Kam's office, she said, "Right. I should have realized that. Dad's
Temple!" Grins. We hugged and kissed. Rik rushed into the room, and ran
to hug me. I said to him, "Aren't you supposed to be in school? Hmm,
how did you get here? Oh, I see. So we've got another one.
Inter-dimensional." He said, "Yes! My first port on my own." I said,
"Sure all of you made it? Here? There?" He giggled and laughed, from
the tickling. Then he said, "I think you know something else." I said,
"Official?" He said, "Dawn and I are going to be married someday." I
said, "You're only ten. Give it a while. Still, kind of early to have
your psionics go full." He said, "I think it was an accident. It
happened when I touched Mom's stone with my head." I said, "Do you do
that often?" He laughed, and said, "No." Kam said, "Already passed the
word. Stones should be covered around kids." I said, "We could just
cover the kids." Rik said, "No!" I said, "Oh, alright." Grins, kisses,
and hugs, and I shifted out.
I shifted to be in a cave in a mountainside in Nepal. I sat facing
the lone Monk there. It was a while before he noticed me. I said, "If
you don't eat more, and of the right food, your body won't produce
enough heat to keep you alive, in this very cold cave. Is it your
intention to die here?" He said, after bowing to me, "Solomon. No it is
not my will do die here, but if it happens, I will accept that." I said
with a smile, "If it happens, you won't have a choice in that." He
smiled and nodded. I said, "You know what will prevent death. To choose
not to do those actions, is to choose to die. Your evasiveness about
this issue, won't change that." He said, "I seek enlightenment." I
said, "And in doing so, you will not have it."
He said, "Please help me to understand what you say." I said,
"Enlightenment comes from who you are. The whole person, and that is
created by a lifetime of preparation, and from all that such a life has
experienced and learned from. Part of the process is in giving up self,
and that includes desire for and effort in changing things. It is our
ego, our pride, that causes us to want to, and work to, change what is.
When you no longer have that desire, you will advance in your
enlightenment. How one does that, is unique to each." He said, "I have
heard something of what you have said, but you have made it more clear
to me now. Thank you." I said, "But if you allow yourself to die before
you need to, you will not have enlightenment. The dead don't know of
such things." He grinned, and said, "I have heard this of you, that it
is proof that you are not another." I sighed, and said, "So little
respect. How can I ever live with that? Oh, I do." Chuckles. I said,
"The enlightened know the joy of the world. That is shared. My way
might be a little er, original." He laughed.
I stood, and so did he, and we bowed to each other. I said, "You have
progressed. I will leave you to your choices." I shifted out, and to
Kam's office. She said, "Will he?" I said, "High probability, yes. A
Senior Monk at Mindrolling in Tibet is denouncing you." She said, "This
is new. Reason?" I said, "Dad made you an impostor, and you're a woman.
Hmm, he actually did help to make you that." She laughed, and poked me.
I said, "Allow me to take care of it?" She said, "Sure. You KNOW I'll
be watching." Grins.
I asked to see the Abbot there, and then shifted to his office. I
said, "One of your teachers is speaking against the Dalai Lama, saying
she is a fake, and that Stephen created her." He said, "Is what he says
true?" I said, "Stephen and Rose DID create her. Conception and birth.
Kind of obvious." He grinned. I said, "But before that, there was more
to make her who she is. The previous Dalai Lama had predicted that the
next one would be a foreign female. That was before he met my father,
and before my father was married. Before he died, the Dalai Lama asked
The Buddha, and Stephen, if he could be reborn as a child of Stephen.
That was approved, and it happened. Kamala does remember that past life
in full, and some of her previous lives, too. Makes my mother feel a
little strange, knowing that Kam remembers her when Kam was a man." He
tried not to grin.
We went to that classroom. Lobsang saw us, and looked very uneasy. I
said to him, "You have been saying some unusual things about the Dalai
Lama. Oh, don't be afraid. I've said much worse." Abbot laughed. I
said, "You know I like debating VERY much. That's true for all of my
family. Some of the things we've said to each other in those debates,
well, the paint on the walls didn't quite melt, but I think you now
have some idea how it was." I said to the Abbot, "May I play back our
recent discussion, here?" He said, "Please." I did that. I said to
Lobsang, "Comment? Please." He said, "He could have given her the
memories to make it look like a reincarnation." I said, "At such a
young age of 5 and 6, when some of her mannerisms were recognized, that
could have caused her damage, because that wouldn't be just memories,
but pattered reflexes, and they WERE observed and commented on. But I
have to say, it might be possible to do that."
Abbot said, "If I had a daughter, I would NOT risk harming her that
way, or any way, for anything." I said, "Valid point. Class, any
comments to give to the debate? Don't all speak up at once." Chuckles.
One said, "Did the Buddha give specific instructions to Stephen to
enable the desired reincarnation?" I said, "Yes he did, and for my
incarnation, as well, at the same time, which surprised Stephen
probably as much as it was possible to do to him in that life." There
were a lot of wows for that. One said, "How do you know this?" I said,
"He kept a private journal. I was given access to that just before he
died. No, it will not be published. Senior Prophets must know and do
some things those above us require, that should not be known to the
people. There are other ways I know this. You know I can see into the
past. I can also read any mind then. Others of my group also wanted
that ability, but were forbidden to have it, because they could have
read Stephen's mind, or mine, in the past. At my request, I was
instructed in a way to cause my mind to be protected from that. Then I
did that for Stephen's mind, but that also caused me to have all his
memories in me. So, I know all he did, as he knew. Now others of us can
see into the past, and that has been very helpful to the world."
I said, "Another reason for how I know who the Dalai Lama is, is that
I can see the past lives of people. I could do that when my third eye
opened fully when I was twelve. Stephen could also do that. So can some
Adepts here, and in other countries. To say that Kamala isn't who she
is, is to say that all of us are lying about what we can actually see.
But all of that won't change anything. Kam is the most learned, most
wise, most powerful, of all of Tibetan Buddhists. She is not just the
Dalai Lama because of a past incarnation, but also for all who she is,
as I have listed. And that she's embarrassed about that, is not
something I hate." Grins.
One said, "Did the Dalai Lama ask you to do this?" I said, "No, she
didn't. Well, she couldn't, not knowing of this issue. I knew, and
asked her permission to do this. I don't know if it's possible her grin
could split her face in half, but I think it was trying to." They
laughed well, including Lobsang. He said to the class, "We have learned
a great and important lesson here. It could be unwise to speak without
caution, about that which we do not know well, which could contradict
those who are more learned. Foolish, actually, when that causes harm."
I said, "I know for myself very well what an unguarded mouth can do!"
Laughter. I said, "I think I'm finished here. Well, my mother is VERY
interested in what I said, that she didn't know about. If I could
At home, Mom said, "Should I even bother to ask?" I said, "Nnnnope."
Kam laughed in my mind.
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