A Birthday Revelation

Waking in the early hours
Of my birthday this year
No idea why I couldn’t sleep
Now I know, the reason so clear

I had recently re-visited
A visualization exercise
I’d began the summer of 99
Twenty years, my..  how time flies!

Usually on a beach I’d meet
My guide James and we’d talk
His wisdom often very profound
As in the sunshine we would walk

I hadn’t done this for a long time
No meeting place had seemed right
But, the re-visit a few days before
Brought back a memorable site

Dorchester Abbey, a childhood place
I loved, so I’d met James there
Getting back to the morning
My birthday joy I wanted to share

As I walked down the aisle
I saw James in the front pew
Then he leapt up, facing me
Arms outstretched, at once I knew

He was Jesus, and not James
Surprised! I wasn’t expecting this
Time stood still as it sank in
And our past visits I reminisced

I thought of how I’d wondered
Before of the similarity
A pure and gentle loving nature
Looking how I thought Jesus would be

But I’d always tell myself:
“Don’t jump to that conclusion
It’s just your wishful thinking
Creeping into this illusion”

As Jesus waited patiently
For my mind to take in it all
Not one word did He say
But His embracing smile I recall

Just as I accepted the truth
My human doubt gave me a kick
‘Delusions of grandeur’ my thought
So I left there, rather too quick!

The significance of the date
Was this a sign? Could it be?
His Lovingly Blissful Presence
At my birth, my mum did see

But I never ‘felt’ a thing
So I let this vision go
Forgetting it even happened
I put a block to that flow!

A week or two passed
Then began a constant process
Many synchronicities and signs
Miraculously tuned my awareness

Listening to a radio talk-show
Emailing messages to a friend
Thoughts came to me often
Bringing clarity, for me to mend

Through these I learned my blocks
Self-worth, fear of it all being real
And not feeling the Divine Bliss
Now, how from these could I heal?

I knew I had to visit Jesus
To find out some more
So to the Abbey I went
In my mind just as before

Jesus then explained to me
Why I’d blocked His identity
I just was not at all ready
My doubt would make me flee

So over the years we’d met
To establish a relationship
My friend, a brotherly companion
No ‘Deity’ worship taking a grip

Being worthy of His Presence
Now I could understand
Every Soul that ever exists
Is truly worthy to take His hand

My fear of it being real
I soon came to realize
I’d have to share this truth
Would other people criticize?

The last block to dissolve
Came from words of my own
My latest poem, just before Christmas
Wow! The seed was really sown!

Jesus: The Christ was the poem
All about His many names
And the reason for His Presence
So why could one not be James?

The significance of this poem
Was that I’d gone with the flow
No intention for the words
The relevance now clearly on show

And then I read the words
Added to my blog in December
Preparing to write the poem
I did something I didn’t remember

I always ask for guidance
Before each poem I write
But this was the first time I asked
For Jesus, to guide my words right

As I asked I felt overwhelming
Tears of pureness and love
I unthinkingly immediately blocked this
Still remaining connected to the above

So here, in my own words, my reason
For not feeling the immense emotion
On being in His Presence
I’d given myself the notion!

Everything happens for a reason
I have always believed to be true
All those years of preparation
Were meant to happen too

Trina Graves – 11th June 2019
Vision: 18th January 2019

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About This Poem

When I posted my poem ‘Footprints Of Light’, in the ‘About This Poem’ section I had already written about the story of my ‘Birthday Revelation’ there are more details there than I have included in the poem, and at the end I also mentioned that I now believed I needed to write more poems on my experiences to share with others, so if you are interested in finding out more, please take a look there.

‘Jesus: The Christ’  as mentioned in the poem is all about His names and you can also read what I wrote before posting this on Christmas Day.

There is also a link page to my other ‘Vision Poems.’

The photo is an old one I took years ago of looking down the aisle of Dorchester Abbey. I got the picture of Jesus online (dressed in white as I saw) so I placed it where He was stood in my vision.

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