Weider ASCENDS

 Weider ASCENDS by my help, lol!!!

4-24-25 I Visit the Purgatory of JOE WEIDER & he Ascends into Heaven! 

Will wonders ever cease. Here’s a man I HATED & said & wrote terrible things about him, but now I visited him in Purgatory & assisted in his ASCENSION. Phew!

It all has to do with my REPENTANCE yesterday over sins I habitually commit: Judgment & criticism. I have a new man working for me. He’s so DIRTY! He’s a mechanic & f course that’s a dirty job, but one could always wash their hair & take a bath – but he looks like he hasn’t done that for a year. His hair is oily, stringy & matted. His hands & arms are dark with filth up to his shoulders – both times I’ve seen him. I was thinking toward him in a bad way, but then realized what right have I to do that? It doesn’t bother him, why should it bother me? After all this is not a date. He’s working outside, doesn’t even come into the house. He’s doing dirty work, so if he’s dirty, so what?

I REPENTED. I asked God to forgive me & to take away this tendency, which is HABITUAL. I did this two times - I was sincere.

The Dream

There is the front of a large house, sort of Apricot colored, on a busy city street, all buildings close together, where some men are working to put a BARRIER so that the public can’t get into it. It’s a BLACK BAR or barrier that’s they put on the edge of the sidewalk that somehow deters or stops people not authorized. I don’t know HOW it works. But the man on the left OWNS this place. I think he’s Joe Weider & the men on the right are associates, - working together.

A short time goes by, the men are gone I saunter over there & look at the front door. It has NO HANDLE, it’s naught but siding going across like the siding of a house. And all I do is PUSH the door & it opens. Then a small hallway, but 6’ long, 4-5’ across, another door I simply open – maybe it has a handle, can’t recall. And here I am in the house.

I’m fascinated because it’s a MANSION of sorts. I explore. There’s a large room to the front. At first I was ALONE but then there was Joe Weider, sitting at a small desk placed at an angle facing the door of this room & across him a businessman, & they are discussing something. There’s plenty of light here.   They act like they don’t even see me - preoccupied, so I go off exploring.

As I walk through a hall I see a magnificent curtain from ceiling to floor. It’ fairly heavy, embroidered, has some red designs like on a scroll on the bottom {old fashioned}. Later as I asses this & other parts of this large house I declare the furnishings in it are worth 3 million! The curtain is particularly expensive & it goes like 30’ across - lots of material. There is one imperfection of sorts – as it meets the rug something here seems worn out or straggly, but this is a slight imperfection.

I go upstairs – my daughter is with me. I see a room I prefer – maybe it’s my favorite. Like all the other rooms, it’s scarcely furnished, everything neat, not ‘lived in.’ This room has a bed I like – a single. It has a very light brown coverlet with puffs all over it. Later I lie on it on my back & see not even half my body fits on it – it’s a child’s bed – but it’s not nor has it ever been occupied.

This is one of the smallest rooms in the house – the rest are HUGE. At its end is a small square window, kind of like stained glass design, about 3.5” both sides. It’s open, maybe I open it & look out. Below is an awning & I think if I want to escape {as not sure, am I an interloper?} I can climb out here & onto the awning. This is the 2^nd floor – but of course, in my dreams I can also fly.

After I had seen how easily I got into this house I am on the inside of the second door - & I’m afraid someone unauthorized will enter & I push with all my might against it, saying to my daughter if someone that should not come in tries, I wonder if my holding this will prevent them?

I go back downstairs, not sure if I’m searching for the room this man shares with his wife.

After a while I am back to the area where he was talking. He’s now standing with a woman facing him, her back to me on an angle. She seems to have a some kind of light – this is vague - radiating around her, like an nothing strong, just a hint. Her hair is bouffant like she’s beautiful like his wife & he eems to be apologizing or explaining, as if this was his wife, & what am I doing in their house?

And he says,

“She fell asleep.”

This means,

“She entered {or broke into} the house, then she fell asleep, that’s why she’s still here.”

Like he has to explain it isn’t some sort of affair between us.

And at that point I see myself in a large room with a large bed next to the room they’re in with a rumpled blue satiny cover {the only messy thing in the house that’s messy}& I’m lying on it & groggy.

Then I’m transported to that small room I like upstairs & Joe comes in after me & abruptly or directly says {the feeling is it’s rather abrupt, not polite,}

“LET’S GO”

or something like that - it’s time to leave.   {End}

MEANING:

*{ME:  Mother God, this is a whopper. And I don’t HATE Joe any more. God did change something inside me. When She took away the judgment/criticism she also took away my hate for Joe – because what I had was a LACK OF LOVE that made ms judge/criticize others, & if this is gone I’m very happy over it. It seems that way.

At first, my initial thought was is this Joe’s Heaven? But it can’t be – not blissful, joyful, beautiful enough. It has to be his PURGATORY but the last day of it when he is ALMOST CLEANSED & so his state would be AT ITS BEST & this would be the closest he’d be to Heaven from Purgatory before his Ascension.

Tell me Mother God since I hated Joe so much why did God chose me to help him? Did the repentance turn me from his enemy instantly to his friend? And surely, could there not be many more candidates to help him besides me?

MG:  It seems you were the only one, the best one, to reach him. It proves how few good ministers there are to Purgatory – how few concentrate on this ministry – but you do. And so it’s likely you’ll get many more unexpected clients! I know it seems so strange.

ME:  OK let’s get to the symbols. The black bar in front in the sidewalk, he & his associates plant it there but when it’s time for me to browse the door is just shingles – no handle – I push & I’m in. So he could not bar me. Explain.

MG:  Every soul has a PRIVACY BAR where they permit or don’t permit others to enter their domain or sanctum sanctorum. {This might jag your memory of how important it is to keep your autonomy with so-called mentors, gurus, tyrants & cult leaders. You must maintain your autonomy at all times to stay safe mentally, emotionally, psychologically, spiritually & physically.} This applies to LIVING PERSONS we well as the ‘dead.’

Now to enter the domain/dwelling of a soul in ‘cyberspace’ or the Other Side, takes special permission from God – an Anointing – which you have. God has designated you an OFFICIAL MINISTER to the Other Side & in particular, certain souls that She assigns you, so it fell that way. You saw the bar – but it did not apply to you.

His assistants are probably angels.

ME: Why the siding? Why is the building a light Apricot?

MG: The siding is a DIGUISE like it’s naught BUT A WALL – doesn’t even look like a door & it has no HANDLE so his dwelling is in disguise & hidden to most – but accessible to you. Apricot is almost white; pastel colors being Heavenly – so now he’s as close to Heaven as he can get before he pops in.

ME: the largeness of the rooms, that huge curtain that I feel is so valuable from that curtain I surmise the furnishings cost 3 million. And the smallish room, relatively, upstairs {it’s a rectangle, like 20’ long, maybe 10-12’ wide, the bed faces away from the window, against the wall across from the door} And this child’s room has never been occupied. The bed cover is light brown which means small suffering & has puffs all over it – large ones like 4” square but they’re round puffs. And this is the only room with a window that I see, from which I could ‘escape’ if I wanted to. And the window is colored like stained glass.

MG: The curtain sounds like the curtain between Earth & Heaven – the red is red of suffering – which is designs so maybe it wasn’t a huge part of his life but ‘bordered’ it. The largeness of the rooms shows a sign that Heaven is near, as the more space there is, the closer to Infinity, while the more limited a space is, the farther from That. The room you like most has the most opportunity, as it has a window & that window looks like ‘Church.’ The suffering of the fact that there ‘is no child’ whatever that means, might have given Joe the greatest blessing spiritually as our biggest sufferings can be our greatest blessings – the Cross. Here you see where one can ESCAPE Purgatory or the RELEASE is strongly due to this pain! {A window of opportunity that looks Sacred, stained glass like a Church.}You LIKE this room best as it has the greatest point of connection with God.

The PUFFS on the bed cover are similar to the new BRAS you have – which hearkens to the nourishment / love of a Mother’s breasts. Something was missing here – the chance to share love with one’s child.

Who is he sitting with in the front – a businessman? Who could it be but an angel & what would they be discussing? His imminent release no doubt.

And then, he’s apologizing to his Guardian Angel who is beautiful & you see or sense Light around her. Somehow he has to make sense of you being there to the angel – lol. This is but an analogy. Asking why is Rasa here? She falls asleep & her Spirit goes places – to Purgatory, to my domain in this case. The angel will be gone as soon as he ascends. So will I. This is his last transaction, talking to that angel.

And then he enters the room you like & announces it’s TIME – let’s go. Time to Ascend into Heaven. Hurrah!

And amazingly, I don’t hate Joe any more. I hated him for being cruel to me but now, it doesn’t matter. Same with Arnold. Some day I won’t hate him any more, & Franco told me he’ll ‘be here’ some day which might mean when he dies will come to me or I to him, same as this. Helping my so-called enemies, lol. We really have no enemies Yoga says they are our greatest Gurus.   {End}