Once again, in just a few days we are going to celebrate the official birthday of a socialist Jew, who was bent on changing the world he lived in. No, not Bernie Sanders, but a man many, many years his senior. A man who lived some 2000 years ago. His name was Yeshûa, possibly originally called Yehoshûa ben-Yosef, though Christians would vehemently dispute his parentage, unaware that the biblical version of virgin-birth refers to the state of Consciousness and not the vessel, or body, it contains.
Yeshûa took his first opportunity to escape from the clutches of the Essenes. He wasn’t a rebellious child. Yet, by the age of thirteen, he simply felt that the wisdom of the ages had been lost in the quagmire of traditions. He decided that he must learn all he could to be able to recapture the inspired teaching of his forefathers. He knew he wouldn’t find it in books. The Essenes, his teachers, made sure that he was well versed in those. No. He decided that he must put some distance between the traditions and himself to free his mind of the conditioning, or as we’d say today of brainwashing, which had been imposed on him from his early years.
He ran away.
Edgar Cayce, the man people referred to as the Sleeping Prophet, divulged that Yeshûa, later known as Jesus, visited far lands in search of education. Apparently Jesus was not born “all knowing” as becomes a god, but with a deep hunger for knowledge which he pursued with passion. Later Luke (2:52) affirmed this with words:
“And Jesus increased in wisdom and stature, and in favour with God and man.”
It took a lot of learning, but most of all, it took incredible courage to breakaway from established norms and modes of behaviour imposed by scribes and Pharisees on their people. When he finally returned from his travels he was well aware of the dangers involved. In his day the usual punishment for blasphemy was death.
Yeshûa had learned that everything already exists in ‘heaven’, in potential form, and that his function was to make those forms objective in the phenomenal reality, so as to share them with others.
A paradigm too advanced for his day.
By the time he returned it was too late. His love for his people was such that he stood against many Hebrew teachings, traditions, and customs, to straighten the path of Israelites. We know how that story ended. What we don’t know how it came to be such as it was.
Here, searching through Edgar Cayce’s books and the Nag Hammadi Library, I managed to put together a probable, or at least possible, story how Yeshûa arrived at his conclusions. See if you agree. And if you do, please, let me know. Or better still share your thoughts with me on the Amazon. Other reader might well be interested also.
And for now, thanks to Yeshûa, I wish you a Very Merry Christmas.
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