Conversations with Aliah

Aliah is an ancient spiritual being who has been a teacher and companion to me throughout my life. The simplicity of his wisdom is profound and the range of his knowledge is multidimensional. He is playful, humorous and compassionate. Aliah believes that spiritual enlightenment means to lighten up. He encourages mankind to let go of their dramas and to embrace joy in every area of their lives.

Over the years I have traveled throughout the world in search of the missing link of my true spiritual heritage.  My spiritual mentor Aliah has accompanied me on many of my vision quests. Our roller coaster ride through life has given me a joy unsurpassed by intellectual knowledge.  Aliah has taught me the "Wisdom of Being."  We would like to share some of that wisdom in the following stories so you too may discover the intriguing, humorous, and enlightening world of;

Good morning.  This is your commander speaking. As you board this craft destined to God, please leave knowledge previously acquired behind you.  The flight is not full, so you may sit wherever you chose.  May we suggest that you situate yourself near a window.  Please make sure that your seat belts are securely fastened and your seat backs are all the way forward for take-off.  We will be leaving Earth in a few moments.  Welcome aboard.

Dear ones, how many times have you flown in an airplane and looked down upon the Earth in wonderment?  The angle from which you perceive the Earth makes it appear quite small in comparison to the endless sky that embraces your craft.

When the airplane starts its ascension upwards, the Earths detailed landscapes disappear from sight.  You can no longer see the Earth below, yet you know it awaits your return.  With this comforting thought in mind, you switch your attention away from Earth and gaze into the clouds that you are now moving through.  The clouds imaginary faces conjures up various artificial realities to entertain your intellect.  You find yourself lost in the cloud's changing creations.  Yet, are these images a figment of your own creation?

As the flight continues you notice that you are now flying parallel to the sun.  The brilliance of her light does not allow you to look at her for long duration's without seeing a spectrum of unfamiliar colors before your eyes.  You don't want to impair your vision so you look away.  Yet, are you impairing your vision or is your spiritual vision being awakened?

Ascending higher, the cruising altitude of the plane is established.  You peer out the window and find nothing but the expansive blue sky.  It seems to be unoccupied, void of any entertainment, like the sun and the clouds held.  You tire of looking at nothing, for the mind requires new stimulus.  Soon your attention drifts back to the activities going on inside the plane.  You wonder about the skies emptiness, yet, were you staring at nothing or everything?

When the antics of the fellow passengers no longer amuse you, your eyes discover sleep and the dream world comes alive.  Now you are peering inside the window of the soul.  Within the soul lies God.  The planes destination has reached its contact point.  Here in the serenity of your inner castle, detailed landscapes merge as one.  Imaginary faces reflect the variable masks of your identity. A translucent light is beheld in your eyes and the technicolor of your soul shines radiantly.  The vastness of the sky becomes your body, within this body the universe lives.

Here, in the inner space of your being, you are able to envision God's presence, hear God's word and embrace God's love.  You no longer worship him more than he worships you.  As you perceive God you receive yourself.

As the craft starts its descent back to Earth, people are awakened from their sleep.  Activity stirs inside the craft.  You look out the window and see that the sky is no longer blue, it has transformed into shades of pinks and purples.  The sun seems smaller in size.  Her brilliant yellow is now a muted gold.  You become aware that everything is transitory and in a state of change, or do you?

As the Earth shows her face once again, the landscapes and structures that entertained your intellect at the start of this journey, become visible to your eyes.  Does everything look the same as when you departed or does your angle of perception differ?

As the craft comes to a complete stop, the rush to reclaim ones identity is set into motion.  Everyone wants to be the first person to set foot on the ground.  Do you
join in the rush, or do you move forward patiently?

Inside the terminal building the scenario continues as people gather around the conveyor belt to await the missing link of their third dimensional identity.  When it finally arrives you are a complete parcel, ready to present yourself to the world. Do you reclaim your limited identity, or do you embrace God's limitless identity into your world?

If you have done the later you suddenly discover that during your flight you were not limited by time, for you moved back and forth through various time zones unaffected by its impact.  Wrist clocks were not permitted on your journey, therefore time was non existent.

You also discover that you were not limited by space for the sky you flew through was limitless.  If you choose to theoretically analyze your flight from a scientific standpoint you have not only missed the planes destination, you have also missed my message to you.

Since time and space have lost their reality while ascending upwards one soon acknowledges that ascension never sleeps nor separates itself from movement.  If there were division , definition would have form.  If one defines the ocean, one must also define the sky merging with it.  If one defines a tree, one must also define the soil which gives it life.  If you do not embrace the whole of creation the world of separation awaits you!

In loving friendship, Aliah

The Year:   1968  The Place:   Leucadia, California The Scene: A meditation Symposium:. The Quest:  Enlightenment

The Characters:  Sayahda, a twenty two year old blonde haired, brown eyed seeker of truth, adventure and knowledge.

Aliah:  A spirit being that stands approximately 3'5" tall, wears a floppy Santa Claus hat and dresses in all green.  Similar in appearance to the leprechauns of Ireland.  No earthly age known.

The movie begins at a meditation symposium on the jagged bluffs overlooking the Pacific Ocean.  Sayahda, Aliah and several others are sitting in a large circle listening to a teacher explain the purpose of color visualization, symbols and deep breathing techniques needed to acquire an altered state of consciousness.

After an hour of informative commentary the students close their eyes, contort their unwilling bodies into the correct posture and embark on an inward journey with sincere anticipation of becoming enlightened.

Sayahda, who is in a deep state of concentration doesn't notice Aliah, who is actively involved in performing an array of acrobatic exercises within the confines of Earths gravitational law.  He keeps jumping up then falling out of the sky to the ground below with a tremendous bang. This phenomenon is a great perplexity to him because he has never experienced limitation before.  In his homeland astral acrobatics is a common way of travel!  He must ask Miss Sayahda about this unusual predicament!

Meanwhile, Sayahda, in her deep meditative state, begins to hear a faint voice. Ooh, oh my, oh, oops!  Believing this voice to be that of an ascended master who wishes to relay to her some ancient wisdom, she begins to conjure up all kinds of fascinating images in her mind and strains herself to hear the words being given.  Much to her disappointment, she soon recognizes the voice to be that of Aliah's.  He is so excited she is unable to understand his words.  Frustrated by Aliah's interruption, she commands him to silence himself.  After all, she is getting enlightened.  A serious moment in her life!

Aliah, a determined little spirit who is oblivious to her command continues to chatter about this new perplexity called gravity.  He thinks he has found a way to overcome its limitations.

Sayahda wishing to return to limitless meditation turns away from Aliah and continues her meditation practice unaware that Aliah has discovered the answers to the secrets by which she is bound.

Aliah cannot understand why human beings always choose to find answers the hard way.  After all, he was sent to earth to assist mankind in their discoveries.  Since Miss Sayahda does not want to speak with him he soon loses interest in her curious behavior and wanders off down the beach in search of adventure.

On the sandy shores at the waters edge he finds what he is looking for.  To his utter astonishment he encounters a group of humans a little larger in size than himself engaged in throwing a saucer type object high into the air back and forth to one another.  The saucer seems to be having trouble with the law called gravity. It keeps falling out of the sky to the ground below just like he did when he tried to perform his acrobatic exercises.  Aliah watches anxiously. A look of concern spreads across his inquisitive little face.  He is worried that the saucer is trapped in this unusual force field called gravity and that the little humans may eventually capture it.  Knowing that no craft should ever be captured by humans he immediately intercepts it in mid air.  Both the saucer and Aliah vanish from sight.  A safe distance away from the scene of the crime he studies his newly acquired treasure.  Baffled by its color, size and texture, he scurries back to the symposium.  He must tell  Miss Sayahda about his discovery!

Upon arriving at the symposium, he finds her sitting in a most awkward position, unlocking the doors of her mind into the exploration of the cosmos.  The ferocious sounds coming from her mouth scare him into quite a fright. Convinced that his friend has contacted some peculiar ailment he says an earnest prayer for her speedy recovery!  Once completed, his innocent excitement overtakes him as he describes in detail his encounter with the odd flying object and how it differs from the ones he's familiar with.  Why, he's never seen such a saucer on any of the planets he ever visited!

Sayahda chanting profusely doesn't hear all of his words.  She opens her eyes and glances at him briefly and says, "Aliah," its Just a Frisbee.  Please stop interrupting me and quiet yourself.  The seminar leader is about to lead us into another dimension.  I don't want to miss anything!

Aliah, good heatedly wanders off puzzled about his friends obsession with this thing called enlightenment.  Finding a quiet place away from the crowd he tires to tell "Just A Frisbee" how to overcome the force field called gravity so it can return to its homeland.  He secretly wonders where "Just A Frisbee" comes from, how it got to Earth and why it has such a strange name!

For hours he pursues communication with this odd saucer called "Just A Frisbee."  Exasperated due to a lack of response he decides his attempt is fruitless and tucks "Just A Frisbee" into his trousers to safe guard it from the little humans of Earth.  He knows that this is a job too big for him to handle and will patiently await instruction from his galactic overseers.

Many years have passed since Sayahda and Aliah attended their first meditation symposium together.  They traveled to remote corners of the world to explore the phenomena known as enlightenment. All of these quests had the same theme.  Sayahda in altered states of awareness seldom acknowledged Aliah, who was always mysteriously appearing with new found gadgets that invoked his curiosity.  Dedicated to becoming enlightened Sayahda never realized the value of Aliah's discoveries nor the wisdom of his continual chatter. After years of endless searching she became disenchanted with the whole spiritual movement.  Too many questions were left unanswered, too many contradictory theories to apply.  She had walked every possible path to perfect herself and to her dismay had not attained her goal.

Out of desperation she started seeking council from Aliah whose humorous and loving character was always an encouraging inspiration to her.  Aliah delighted to be of service to his friend spoke with simplistic clarity on a variety of topics. Sayahda sat in silence listening to Aliah's wisdom.  Questions that had arose in her mind over the past years were being answered.  The pieces of the puzzle were finally fitting together.

Intrigued by her own ignorance of not recognizing Aliah as the teacher she had been in search of she began to see the humor in her prior seriousness and began to receive and apply Aliahs teachings in her life. This of course meant that she would have to be his mentor regarding the ways of earth. Together they assisted one another in understanding the complexities of life on planet earth and off of it. The stories on this page relay some of their adventures together.  New stories will be added regularly so please check back.

A Story By Aliah

One of my friends composed a melody of joy; another choreographed a dance of harmony. I created a lighthouse. Our creations were beautiful and we believed that humanity would like them too, so we boarded our ships and flew to Earth with our creations in tow.

After landing on Earth we set out to distribute our creations to mankind. A few people we encountered gratefully accepted our gifts but there were many who refused them. They wanted nothing to do with us and asked us to leave. Later we found out that these people called themselves F.E.A.R. The Frightened Entities Action Regimen. Their hearts had been hardened by the difficulties they had encountered on Earth and so they set out to gather followers who would condemn those souls who had accepted our gifts.

This group of people named F.E.A.R began to change our melody of joy into a song of sadness, change our dance of harmony into a dance of doom and tear down all the houses of light. We understood why they were doing such things after all; they had once been our playmates in the castle of contentment. Now they were on Earth and felt disconnected from spirit.

We had compassion for our fellow playmates and prayed daily for their salvation. As time passed more and more people began to hear our prayers. One by one people started to realize that their negative behavior was inappropriate and became determined to amend their ways. All of a sudden there was a new enthusiasm in the air. Human Beings were waking up from their spiritual amnesia! 
Unfortunately, humanity had been part of the Frightened Entities Action Regimen for so long that they eventually returned to there self centered ways. Mr. and Mrs. Ego became the guiding force in their lives and controlled their actions, words and deeds.

As time passed the lifestyles that they had grown accustomed to began to crumble and out of desperation they started scurrying around exclaiming, the world is falling apart, time is running out. We must save ourselves from destruction!

They poured into churches and begged God to forgive them, but they forgot to forgive themselves. They prayed for love and peace, but forgot to love themselves. Everything they did was motivated by fear not love. God heard their pleas and lovingly empowered their lives with harmony.

As harmony was restored in their lives they soon forgot about their prior chaos. A new person moved into the neighborhood. His name was Denial. Denial had many friends. Their names were Insecurity, Limitation, Doubt, and Judgment. They began to play games with one another that honored self righteousness and self recognition. A good time was had by all. But then something unexpected happened.

Mr. Organizer of the Frightened Entities Action Regimen started to get very tired. He no longer had the energy to continue playing games with his friends and eventually got sick. Depression set in and he started to feel like an outcast. Just when he thought everyone had forgotten him the telephone rang. Judgment was calling. She encouraged Mr. Organizer to get well. Everyone missed him and hoped he would be able to play with them again soon.

"Oh thank my lucky stars," he said.

"They love me, they miss me, and I am not an outcast after all. I am one of the crowd!"
 

Mr. Organizer's life now had purpose and he did everything he could to get healthy. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn't get well. He began to get angry and started to sulk. He felt like a victim. "Why me he questioned. I only want to enjoy life and be happy like everyone else. If anyone up there can hear me please help me! Several weeks passed and Mr. Organizer's condition didn't improve. But then, out of the blue, came a knock at his door. He got up and peered out the peephole. He saw a luminous being standing on his doorstep. This being felt familiar to him yet he wasn't able to fully identify the caller. "Yes, who is it, what do you want," Mr. Organizer asked.

"I am God. I have heard your pleas and wish to teach you the melody of joy, the dance of harmony and help you build a house of light," was the reply.

"Oh my God," Mr. Organizer exclaimed as he high tailed it back to his bed and pulled the covers up over his head. This being named God scares me. I must call Judgment for she is my friend and will help me get rid of God who is still standing on my doorstep!

He quickly picked up the telephone and called Judgment. No one was home. He then tried Insecurities number, still no answer. He called all his friends. No one was answering their phones. What was he going to do!

Then he remembered that today was Denial's birthday and everyone was at the country club having a party. He dialed the number of the country club. "Hello," he said when a man answered. "I want to wish Denial a happy birthday. May I speak with him please?

"Is that you Mr. Organizer? Mr. Ego inquired.

"Yes it is."

"'We were just getting ready to call you and tell you the news."

Mr. Organizer wants to tell Mr. Ego about his present dilemma but doesn't want to appear rude so he impatiently inquires, what news?

"Well, replied Mr. Ego. Denial died this morning from an illness called fear. He apparently got caught up in false truths and didn't embrace God."

"Oh mercy me," exclaimed Mr. Organizer as shivers began to run up and down his spine. "This being named God is standing on my doorstep right this minute! What should I do?"

"Maybe you should talk to him," replied Mr. Ego.

"Yes that's a good idea.  I will try to set up an appointment with him for sometime next week. In the meantime is it possible to pay my respects to Denial before the funeral?"

"Of course," said Mr. Ego. "Just look in the mirror!