Margie’s articles

Peace chapel needed in Santa Claus Village
Uusi Rovaniemi (local newspaper) April 23, 2010

Emissary Wheel
Soul's Mirror 3/2010

The Secret of the Beloved Disciple
Soul's Mirror 2/2010

Soul lovers – Time travellers at Present
Soul’s Mirror 7/2009

Peace Prayers in the fells with Maria Magdalena
Soul’s Mirror 6/2009

Maria Magdalena in my heart
Soul’s Mirror 5/2009

Maria Magdalena
Lapin Kansa May 29, 2009

My best friend
Lapin Kansa Febr. 2, 2009

I am a resident of Rovaniemi
Lapin Kansa Sept. 5, 2009

I believe in independent influence
Lapin Kansa Jan. 26, 2009

Light and Delight
Lapin Kansa, June 24, 2008

I believe in the power of Gratitude
Lapin Kansa, June 4, 2008

Reverence, Authenticity, Simplicity
Lapin Kansa May 1, 2008

Peace is a matter of heart
Dec. 22, 2008

Welcome Johanna Korhonen to Lapland
Oct. 2, 2008

Interview with Mary Magdalene
the magazine Ultra 7-8/2005

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Anna, Grandmother of Jesus

Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes

Anna, Grandmother of Jesus

Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes

Anna, Grandmother of Jesus

Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes

Anna, Grandmother of Jesus

Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes

Yeshua’s Light Conception and Birth

Anna, Grandmother of Jesus

Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes

Anna, Grandmother of Jesus

Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes

Daddy's daughter Lizbett

Mother Tyyne

Aunt Lyyli

Anna Myllari, my aunt

Mother Tyyne and family two oldest children: Eeva and Martti

Young Riitta sister.

Sway my swing in Keinuvuopaja within my soul. Whisper the wind bring my message. Embrace my heart the dream land of my dreams. My birch, my fairy, related to to the angels, caressing I touch the mist of my dreams. The warm cheek, of the birch and fairy. The white trunk of the sun boat - of the sky and and the magic. Where is my swing? Here and now, within my soul. Time and place - there is no limit. Love opens everything. Love is within myself.

ANNA, GRANDMOTHER OF JESUS TELLS ABOUT HER LIFE

ULTRA magazine 3/2018
Text: Ilona Kanto, Erkki Kanto, Hollywood

Ultra met Catherine Ann Clemett, the author-hypnotherapist, in Los Angeles. Here we tell, how the Anna -books were created and how the high consciousness of the Magdalenes continues.

Ultra-magazine 3/2018

Text and photos: Sirkka Laakko



We made an amazing and demanding Tour to Israel, to balance the Energies back 2000 years

Margie and Maiko who plans to translate the Anna books into Japanese

Lina and Maiko with our guide Gila, light/sound healer who has Jewish roots and knows Hebrew

The statue in the Church of St. Anna in Jerusalem: Grandmother Anna with her daughter Mary Anna Margie took part in the Israel Tour, Nov. 25- Dec. 7, 2017. The tour was arranged by Catherine Ann Clemett, the co-author of the ANNA books. During the tour 8 Magdalene Sisters (USA, Finland, Japan, Israel) visited many of the sites, mentioned in the books, and also activated at the same time the Magdalene grids in Israel.

Love and Blessings, Margie Marketta Myllari Peace Minister/ The Beloved Community

Sar’h, the Daughter of Yeshua and Maria Magdalene Soul’s Mirror 3_ 2017

HOLY SEXUALITY / OUR PERVERSE WORLD

A Woman behind everything

Tracing Saint Anna

Maria is well-known and recognized, but who is Anna, the Grandmother of Jesus? Ultra interviewed Margie who has found out about Anna.

Text: Marko Kananen

Margie, last December you published in Finnish "Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes" (2010) by Claire Heartsong and Catherine Ann Clemett, the book that you had translated last winter. Who is Anna?

- Anna is the Grandmother of Jesus and Maria Magdalena, and she was a very extraordinary woman. She lived almost 700 years. She birthed and raised a spiritual lineage, and she has today descendants all over the world. Her intention was to create a direct lineage of spiritual persons to support the work that Jesus was coming to do. 

With great reason you can say about Anna: "There is a woman behind everything.""

How did you find Anna?

- I have been for decades interested especially in Maria Magdalena, but about Anna I knew nothing. She has been fully hidden; The Church declared her Saint Anna, but that was all. In some medieval paintings you can find her if you know to search for her.

Margie, The Peace Minister

I have written and facilitated discourses quite a lof about Maria Magdalena, especially after completing the Seminary of Spiritual Peacemaking and being ordained Peace Minister in the Beloved Community, in Assisi in 2000, Margie tells.
This studying, led by James Twyman, included a lot of literature, also many books on Maria Magdalena.

During the summer Ultra Days in 1998 I facilitated a discourse and workshops about this theme. In 2005 there was my article "Interview with Maria Magdalena" in the Ultra magazine. During the years of 2009-2013 I had a column "Maria Magdalena in my heart" in the Sielunpeili (Soul's Mirror) magazine. In May 2013 I was with James Twyman's group on the pilgrimage "Camino Maria Magdalena" in southern France. The region is known as Holy Land of the Magdalenes with many famous sites. One of them is situated on a high hill, the well-known Rennes-le-Chateau. In the bookstore over there my dear friend Lisa- Marie from the USA, who was also on the pilgrimage, recommended these books. So I found the Anna -books.

There have been published two Anna -books, how did you choose which one to publish?

- I wanted to translate the newest one, as in this book Grandmother Anna and many other family members give new, earlier unpublished information; also about Jesus' private life. The book "Anna, Grandmother of Jesus" (2002) tells more about Anna herself and creates foundation for the newer book. The both books are important.

Once again I was overjoyed about finding truthful knowledge. Anna does not lie. Everyone who reads these books, realizes this. The knowledge that Anna gives, fully agrees with the facts of the history and the Bible. Besides the facts that the Church brutally turned down and made her distorted stories.

Margie's photo from her window:
The sun is back!

With inner fire

What was the translating work like?

- Last winter I translated this book of 400 pages in two months, without thinking of its publisher. The inner fire was so strong. This kind of thing happened once before, when I translated into Finnish "The Secret of the Beloved Disciple" by James Twyman. The translation of the Anna -book was not automatic writing, but quite  arduous - continuous work; but very intuitive. I contacted Claire, the writer, and after two months I got an e-mail from her. After that we were communicating a lot and she gave her full blessing to my work.

This kind of projects are seldom so simple.

- When someone's work is spiritually important, "a spanner in the works" may be thrown to harm the person and the work. For me it happened when it was time to find a publisher for the book. I was faced with unbelievable brutality from one publishing house (that I knew quite well).Fortunately I have for many years had direct contacts with the Light Forces, and now with Anna herself and the other Magdalenes. Magdalene is the name for all initiated that belong to Anna's family, either feminine or masculine ones. The blessing and support of the Magdalenes have blessed and guarded me all the time.

One problem arose, as the writers had started to think that I am translating the first Anna book. And this caused quite an awkward situation. I did not get the Charts of the Descendants of Anna, Joseph of Arimathea and Yeshua that were included in the Anna 2 book. Then the approaching Christmas season made it quite a race against time. Claire was often in retreats with her beloved Lorenzo in their hermitage, and Catherine was travelling facilitating seminars. I could not contact them, and I just waited and waited.

Patience is a great virtue, that I sure learned. Finally the Charts arrived, and we made the final "squeeze" in a couple of weeks with my wonderful layout lady. Claire gave her own painting "Rosa Mystica" for the Cover. Anna brilliantly smiles on the cover!
My friend Kristiina was a great spiritual support. My little sister Riitta with her wisdom: "Things tend to be solved" had a marvellous effect with her words.
So it is. The Finnish book appeared to the Christmas markets. The book was published by my new publishing house "Santa Claus SanctaDivina" here in Rovaniemi (where Santa lives).

Stopper for the humanity

A large crowd wades in the rain walking in the mud. Mothers with their babies try to protect themselves and their children.

Our politicians rub their hands smiling: there is now a stopper on the borderline in the north in the town of Tornio by the river Tornionjoki. We can breathe a sigh of relief.

Imagine this by youself: You are a person like this. Your only hope in this physical world is to get to the n o r t h. There  is a country somewhere in the north that has enough room to resettle refugees; where there live humane people. A country where you can live without fear, where you can breathe free. A country where you have hope to live in the way that people are meant to live.

There is an old prediction by Nostradamus that the Light will come from the North when the time is   bad. Would that time perhaps be now? Would it be that we here in Finland are now the last hope for the refugees in Europe. Let us remember this and do our best to help people.

With Blessings, Love and Peace
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Refugees are Blessing

Why? It is so that the refugees like Jesus shake us to wake up from our stuffy stupidity.
The so-called Christians believe that they know what Jesus really taught. How could they know as Jesus' teachings have been distorted and changed to the benefit of those in power in the Church during all these two thousand years. People had to be subjugated and humiliated to be penitent of their sins and shame. Especially women, those sinful beings that seduce poor men.

For Jesus women and men are equal, in his days and now. He also lived accordingly and gave so an example how to live in that world where the of image of God and Human beings were distorted.

For Jesus God is both Father and Mother. And so He prayed to both. But this was not allowed to read in the distorted texts referring to His sayings. I have always wondered about the logic of the people, and how they explain that ”God created human beings to be His image, woman and man”. And nevertheless half of the humankind, the women, have been swept under the carpet and they have been oppressed as half-humans for all these centuries.

So the world has been ruled by the masculine power and brutality. And the Mother nature of God: love, mercifulness, gentleness and peace, have been oppressed. The world won't get real peace before God's Mother and Father are in balance.

It is good that also here in the north the strictly conservative communities and their members are forced to face their fears and intolerable beliefs. Recently there was in the newspaper a photo of a priest standing among refugees with disposable gloves in his hands. Was he perhaps scared that filth might stick to his fingers from the refugees. The photo told a lot.

We have to learn to live as human beings are supposed to live on this earth.There is no other possibility. It is a great blessing that we are given so much mercy that we get an opportunity to learn this matter with the help of the refugees that come to live with us. Every refugee that we meet is Jesus. Let us remember this.

Marketta Myllari
Lady Peace Minister

Anna the Grandmother of Yeshua and Maria Magdalena

Claire Heartsong published in 2002 the book ”Anna Grandmother of Jesus” that tells about the life of Jeshua's Grandmother Anna hundreds of years before the birth of Jeshua.  ”Anna, the Voice of the Magdalenes”, published in 2010, tells the own stories of different family members. The writer, Claire Heartsong, quite obviously belongs to Anna's ”clan”, so that she gets text direct from Anna.

I have enthusiastically and excitedly read these books. Mostly I have been fascinated by the humanity of the members of Anna's family, including Yeshua and Maria Magdalena. This supports my former thinking. I have always felt very close to them as human beings. Spirituality is self-evident, but knowing them also as physical persons is something else than the worshipping of pictures, and the odd attitude of the church to these great persons.

I have translated some texts of both of the books, and I will tell here a little bit of these books.

”There is a woman behind everything.” That is true about Anna, the Grandmother of Jeshua. She lived more than 700 years (612 BC- 82 AD). Her mission was to make the way ready for Yeshua; give birth to many children (9 sons and 5 daughters), raise them and their descendants. Mary Ann, Yeshua's mother was Anna's youngest child (20 BC- 66 AD). Grandmother Anna and most of her descendants were Adepts and high Initiates. Anna herself went through all possible initiations. She knew, among others, how to win death in your physical body, how to regenerate your cells and how children are lightseeded. She taught the initiations to her children and descendants, and, of course, also to Yeshua. She supported Yeshua (4 BC -72 AD) from birth to death and resurrection. Yeshua gave to her, his beloved Grandmother, the pet name of ”Nana”.

One very important person in Anna's books is also Joseph of Arimathea (57 BC -62 AD), Anna's eldest son. He was Maria Magdalena's father and Yeshua's uncle. Joseph married Mary of Magdala 5 BC, and Maria Magdalena was born 4 BC, Lazarus 1 AD, and Martha 3 AD. Joseph was very rich and one of the 70 members of the Jewish council Sanhedri. With his wealth and influence he was able to finance the trips of his family members – also Yeshua's – to the countries, known in those days as Egypt, India, Himalaya, Greece, France and England. He had a big fleet; he bought, among other items, tin from England and sold it to the influential people in Rome. So he gained useful privileges. In his ships he could safely take his family members abroad to ground new Essean communities, and bring them what they needed. Grandmother Anna's dearest Essean Community was the Carmel Monastery which with the Quamran Monastery was the most important Essean Community in Palestine.

In France Anna's family grounded an Essean Community at the foot of Mt. Bugarach. Also Anna's eldest sons went to England and grounded there Essean Communities in Avalon (Glastonbury) and other places on the island.

Joseph of Arimathea took in his ship Yeshua's family and other family members from Egypt to France where they landed ashore (now known as the village of the Saintes-Maries-de-la Meer). The voyage was very dangerous because the Roman soldiers had taken all sails and oars off of the vessel, and also all of the food and water. The officer of the Roman soldiers, who had served in Jerusalem and had been transferred to Alexandria, had recognized Joseph in the market place of Alexandria. He had put Joseph in prison in Jerusalem, but could not hinder that he was freed. Now he did the same, but Joseph was again freed because of his influential Roman papers. Without sails nor oars, food nor water the family with many children managed to land in France. That was a big Miracle.

James Twyman arranged in May of 2013 a Maria Magdalena Camino in the French Pyrenees. This is where a group of about 30 of us, mostly from the USA, walked in the footsteps of Maria Magdalena. We walked and climbed mountains in these regions where Maria Magdalena and Yeshua's relatives dwelled and influenced after the dramatic events in Palestine. The journey was both physically and spiritually very challenging. Just walking and continuous climbing up to the mountains and Cathar castles required strength. I am no mountain climber; I managed with the aid of prayers.

The group met in Marseille, where we continued the same day to Saintes Maries de la Mer, the little well-known village where Maria Magdalena and the other members of Jeshua's family landed from Egypt. From Saintes Maries de la Mer we went by bus into the Pyrenees. A steep mountain road took us to Salve Terra (the Holy Land).

The whole region of Languedoc is full of hollow mountains with huge caves inside. They are very beautiful, some of them like nature's cathedrals. We walked among sage and rosmary bushes to find a whole in the wilderness that led into a magnificent sacred cave, ”La Caune”. That is a very special shrine, used by Maria Magdalena and others initiated for ceremonies. The oldest known Black Madonna was found here. There is a hole in the upper rock. The sun shone direct to a little stone where I sat down. With my face towards the sun and my chest undressed I sat like a tempel priestess as a focus of the healing rays. I sensed strongly the presence and blessing of Maria Magdalena.

Rennes-les-Bains was an unforgettable experience. One reason being that there we had a very good accommodation. A lovely village built along a river, hot springs, and other sources from the mountains. Here we were baptized a second time by James in the beautiful holy ”Fontaine des Amours” where Maria Magdalena has baptized people. Her presence was tangible. Everyone shared their own prayers. Mine was: ”I pray that I am released from all my fears and can be an instrument of our Mother Maria Magdalena.”

Our next stop was the famous Rennes-le-Chateau. We walked there the whole way, most of the time baptized, now by rain. We were in the area where mystic and symbolism have given inspiration to many. The walking was a real pilgrimage and often it felt very strenuous. We also passed by a place where we saw the mountain of Bugarach. Our guide told that it is famous for its UFO's that often land there. I did not know anything about this mountain. It was a big surprise to me to read in a book that I bought in the shop in Rennes-le-Chateau that it is that mountain where the Essene Community was located and where the family and relatives of Jeshua dwelled in France.

The two centers Rennes-le-Chateau and Rennes-les-Bains  - one placed on a hilltop and the other down in a valley – guided our pilgrimage between the male and the female. As above – so below.

Our last location in the Pyrenees was Montségur, one of the most beautiful and touching places. Montségur is both a village filled with medieval charm, a mountain, and a Cathar Castle. It was the last stronghold of the Cathars and was destroyed by the Pope and the French army in 1244. Hundreds of of Cathars were burnt alive in the field down the mountain.

In the field of the big massacre where 500 hundred Cathars were burnt alive, we had a beautiful rose ceremony. Each of us put a rose as a token for love and peace and forgiveness in the middle of the field and said some prayer. Many of us cried, we felt we were those Cathars. The climbing the steep path was hard and also dangerous.

After the trip I absorbed in reading the book that I had bought in Rennes-le-Chateau, ”Anna, The Voice for the Magdalenes”. I have read and read, been stunned, even shocked at the first reading. Anna is the grandmother, the mother of Yeshua's mother and she is the head of this 'clan'. The members of her family tell their own stories. The book gives detailed information and exact dates and years. It is so amazing that I just couldn't but read and reread. Then it started to live within me.

Jeshua had many children, of which with Maria Magdalena these children: Sar'h born in 30 AD, Lizbett, born in 33 AD and Michel, born in 56 AD. The children were light-seeded as most of Anna's descendants.

Yeshua never intended to create dynasty to reign the sons and daughters of the humankind. All the family members of Anna already before the birth of Jeshua were in imporant positions to create Essene communities throughout the world of that time. They all prepared the way for Jeshua who was to demonstrate that there is no death. They supported Jeshua in all his trials and resurrection.

Jeshua's father Joseph was a high adept that led Jeshua to Himalaya to get higher initiations; he also ascended in Himalahya in the presence of Yeshua. Later Joseph reincarnated as Master St. Germain, a very well known person in Europe.

It is fascinating to read these Anna books. Finally there is true information available concerning Yeshu's family. You also understand why the Roman Catholich Church has always persecuted Anna's family and their esoteric wisdom.

For me personally is it fully clear that the information that the Anna books give, is true. Since I first read ”The Woman with the Alabastert Jar” by Margaret Starbird, my remembrance opened. In the same way it happened with my first theosophical book a long time ago. I have actually never searched for anything. I have always been led to the information that I have needed.

My dearest wish is to serve the Feminine Divinity in balancing the Masculine Divinity.

I hope that these wonderful books will be soon translated into Finnish. The Finns deserve to have these books in their own language.

With blessings and love
Margie
Lady Peace Minister.

Find your own path

I have always gone my own path and I have felt a pioneer.

One example of this is that when working as a teacher I took one year off and travelled around the world in the beginning of 1990's. I had not heard any teacher do so. My husband had died some years ago and I lived with my dear collie Lady in my new beautiful house that I had built beside the old little house of my aunts by the river Kemijoki in my home town of Rovaniemi.

I got an idea of this kind, a year off, when having an extended winter holiday in South America. During my trip my house and collie Lady were taking care by a lovely couple, my dear friends. When I returned home Lady hardly remembered me, but after a while she got a ”fit” when she realized who had come home.

I was about to go back to my old job as a teacher at the commercial college, but it was not meant to be so. In the previous night when I was supposed to go to the school I saw a very peculiar dream. Usually I do not see any dreams at all or I do not remember them when I wake up. In that dream my aunt Lyyli, a teacher, who had been dead for years, came to me as a light being and took me inside her grave in the cemetery. I stood in the grave, and then suddenly the light went off. At the same moment I, however, pressed the button of the lift in the grave upwards. I woke up and sat in my bed wondering what the odd dream may mean.

I ended up in the conclusion that I right away left for the school; it was the last day to tell in  the school if I come back or leave my job. I saw the headmaster of the school at his computer, greeted him quickly and said (just like that): thanks a lot, and bye bye, I will not come back. I left the headmaster astonished and turned to the office where I left my paper to quit my job. And that's it! Afterwards I thought that I would have worked in the new school building (that was under construction) located  between two cemeteries – would I have perhaps died ”upright standing”. Was that what my dream meant? Well, who knows!

I knew in my heart the reason why I did not like to go back to my old job. On my trip I had been free like a bird, and I did not want to go to a cage. After this I never had a permanent job contract.

I rented my lovely house, took Lady with me and started off to Tampere. My sister's little apartment there just got vacant and I rented it. In Tampere I wanted to fresh up my German language and attended a suggestopedian course for that. And that was like a miracle for me!
I learned how to learn and how to teach others in the best possible way! In this teaching method there is used all kinds of material, and also classical music is used to bring new stuff to your brain. I lived a very creative time. The floor of the little apartment was full of papers when I was drawing and making material for the lessons. Lady was stepping over the papers happily that we were again together. We were both very happy. I taught for many years English in this method around Tampere, and then later on I got an idea to facilitate ”know your self” courses in the same suggestopedian method. That was easy for me as all my life I had been studying self knowledge myself.

One advice I would like to give you. Remember to be independent and use your own brain. Many just walk in circles with others. But you can make your own path. It pays. Believe it. The life is a big adventure and a great miracle. The red thread in it is the spiritual growth.

P.S. This text is a shortened version of my speech in my old highschool in Rovaniemi where I was invited to have a ”morning opening”.

Marketta Myllari

Who are you?

Margie's column

The theme for the annual Rovaniemi week in 2008 was ”Who are you?” I remember this because I had just returned the previous year from Tampere to my hometown of Rovaniemi, and the question hit my conscience strongly. I sent an answer to the local newspaper, ”I am a native of Rovaniemi”.

I gave my full explanation:  I am Maila Maire Marketta, a native of Rovaniemi from all my roots, as far as I can see. I was born as the seventh child in the family of ten children in the farmhouse of Myllari in Katajaranta in Rovaniemi. There has been a farmhouse of that name for centuries, as long as there have been written records in Rovaniemi.

I am truly proud of my roots, humbly and with gratitude. I feel as if my ancestors live within me, especially the women. The women have always been very strong in the farmhouses. When the men were in the fields, fishing, breeding reindeer, in timber forests, or in the wars, the work of the women was always crucial. Women had to do their utmost. And besides, give birth to many children (often more than ten) and often without any break from their daily work.

Nowadays, people often search for their roots. There is a built in internal yearning within the human being. Those torn from their roots, refugees, adopted or taken away from their families, often start their journey of discovery to find their lost identity. It can also happen that one who leaves their home, returns many a time, only to leave again until one day they return and stay home. The blood draws one home, and you cannot help but accept it. So it is, and I have experienced this myself.

The other side of this question ”Who are you?” is this:  I am a spiritual being, who was born in this physical world to learn and develop as a human person. This school of life is often hard and quite stern, but the good thing is that what you have learnt of its fruits you can enjoy in the life that follows. How else would, for instance, some great artist during one life learn everything; in numerous lives they have worked to attain their goals. We as human beings have our own will to influence how quickly we want to progress. The closest people are for us the most valuable teachers, and often they are also the strictest. Hate and love combine people until the lesson has been learnt. The human being is a co-creater with their Creator, and surrenders with joy to be the instrument for their Creator. They understand that everything has its own Divine timing.

This spring I published one of my old columns written in Tampere, Sunflowers 1-3.  I was also inspired to publish my writings of the last few years here in Rovaniemi. Inspired by one of the articles in my book,  I gave it the title  I AM A NATIVE OF ROVANIEMI. See my website for more information about this book, and additional books.

As the Peace Minister I believe that our outer peace comes only after our inner peace. Only through individuals can world peace come to us. Maintaining peace of mind is very important for everyone. Prayer is a very strong way of affecting things, actually the best way. As we know, everything is made of pure energy. This also includes our thoughts. So, let us simply all be peaceful.

With blessings and love,
Marketta Myllari
Lady  Peace Minister

Siunaten ja rakastaen
Marketta Myllari
rauhanpapitar

Myllari has published two new books

Marketta Myllari, a resident of Rovaniemi, has published (in Finnish) two new books I am a resident of Rovaniemi and Sunflowers 1-3; the publisher is Mediapinta in Tampere

I am a resident of Rovaniemi consists of 55 newspaper and other writings in Rovaniemi, most of them published in the local newspapers of Lapin Kansa, Uusi Rovaniemi and Lappilainen. The texts are from the period 2007-2014. There are also about one hundred photos in the book, old family photos and new photos taken by the writer herself.

”I am Maila Maire Marketta Myllari, a native of Rovaniemi with my roots spreading as far as I can see. I was the 7th of 10 children and was born on our family farm located in Katajaranta on the Kemijoki River. There has been a farmhouse of the same name on this same site for as long as there are existing documents in Rovaniemi. Our farmhouse was miraculously preserved from destruction during the Second World War when Lapland was almost totally destroyed. Both my father's and my mother's families cultivated the fields by Kemijoki for centuries. From them I inherited my respect for Life, for Mother Earth and all living creatures. I greatly appreciate the countryside and pure nature and I do everything I can to preserve them.” So Myllari introduces herself on the back cover of the book.

Sunflowers 1-3 consists of Myllari's columns in the newspaper of Lansi Sanomat in Tampere
during the years 1999-2006. The book is a collection of three books, of which 1 and 2 have been published earlier, and the book 3 now for the first time.

Myllari has originally studied at the Helsinki School of Economics and Business Administration, where she earned a master's degree. She has worked as an authorized teacher in commercial colleges and other types of adult institutes; she has also studied many spiritual traditions, travelled a lot, and taught self-knowledge using the suggestopedian teaching method.

”I have enjoyed teaching people self-knowledge for many years. In 2005 I was ordained a Peace Minister in Assisi in Italy. Today especially Peacemaking and serving Peace Prayers is close to my heart”, Myllari tells.

The new books will be launched on the festivites of Marjetta in Poykkola on the 20^th of July. Myllari has
also a stand on the Old Markets of Rovaniemi in August.

Nils Aslak Valkeapaa's play ”The Frost Haired and The Dream Seer” 

Last March I visited the festivities of St. Mary's Day at Hetta, northern Finland. It turned out an impressive journey to me. I learnt to know Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa (1943-2001), the famous Sami multi-media artist, who would have had his 70^th birthday this year. His memory has been celebrated in many ways.

At the festivities of St. Mary's Day, I saw two films about Nils Aslak Valkeapaa, known as Ailu/ Aillohas in Sami language. The films opened my eyes and my heart. I was amazed. How is it possible that I know so little about this great artist, I thought. Actually I knew only his name and his yoik music. I felt ashamed and embarrassed. I have travelled a lot, around the world, studied different religions and cultured, I live in the north – and I actually know nothing about this great soul.

Nils Aslak Valkeapaa was possibly the greatest Sami poet. He also worked as writer, composer, painter/sculptor and yoiker, and his works are known all over the world. He had an enormous impact on the development of modern Sami culture and received The Nordic Council Literature Award in 1991 for his book Beaivi, ahcazan /The Sun, my father.

Áillohas was invited to perform in Japan several times, and there he became fascinated with the Noh theatre. He wrote The Frost Haired and Dream Seer using the structure of a typical Noh play; a lonely traveler reaches a place of special significance, meets a mysterious person who turns out to be a supernatural being. The play was put up as a concert in Sapporo, Japan in 1995 by Aillohas himself and a group of yoikers, but it was staged for the first time by Beaivvas in 2007. This is the only text that Valkeapaa wrote for theatre.

Arctic Europe meets Japanese theatre in this play, inspired by yoik, a form of chanting peculiar to the Sami people indigenous to the Arctic region, and Noh, a Japanese form of musical drama. Duration of the play is 75 minutes. The play is simultaneuously being texted in Finnish/Swedish/English. The Sami National Theatre Beaivvás has toured the northerns parts of the Nordic countiries; Norway, Sweden, Finland with the play, as well as Iceland, Greenland, India, Nepal and Bangladesh. In autumn 2013, Beaivvas will be touring Norway, Japan and Finland as a part of the Aillohas´s 70 year anniversary.

One month ago I went by bus to Inari (five hours's drive to the north) to see Aillohas´s play in its authentic region in Sajos that is the fine new Center of Sami Culture in Inari. The building itself is worth seeing with its magnificent shape.

In the play a young reindeer herder is following his trekking herd. As he settles for the night and falls asleep, he is visited by an apparition of an old man with frosted white hair. The old man tells the young herdsman to open up his senses and gain strength and knowledge from nature. He then disappears. The young herdsman wakes up and realizes that the Frost Haired had some important message for him and he begs him to return.

The old wise man returns and in poetic terms and song opens up the young man's eyes to the necessity for us humans to continue our interaction with, dependency upon, and most importantly respected for nature, the environment, and each other for the longterm welfare and survival of the planet. Man must never forget that he is only a small part of nature, of life, of the universe. The Frost Haired brings the young man back to sleep, leaves his shamanic cane by his side and flies away in the shape of an owl. The young herdsman wakes up and seeing the cane, realizes that this was not just a dream. He rejoices in his new strength and wisdom given him by the Frost Haired.

I met at the theater my friend Maaritar and a Czech lady Zuzana, both studying at the Sami Institute. We were all very impressed by the play. It touched us into tears, and we all sensed the presense of Ailohas.

When we left we were amazed outdoors. There was nothing but stillness around us, peaceful beauty of wilderness, beautiful dark sky with its stars above us. We thanked Ailohas and the Sami National Theatre Beaivvás for this wonderful experience.

With gratitude and joy,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Anna, the Woman Behind Everything

In my previous column of the Soul's Mirror, 5/2013, I promised to write about Claire Heartsong's books ”Anna, the Grandmother of Jesus” and ”Anna, The Voice of the Magdalenes” (www.claireheartsong.com). My situation, however, now is such that it is not good for me to sit much on the computer. I am recovering from a surgery where quite a big tumor was operated from my breast by a plastic surgeon, beautifully and skillfully. Everything went fine, and I am very happy about that. I have bathed in the light of prayers and healing blessings. This tumor was quite a long time in my breast, also during the Maria Magdalena Camino in France last May. It was a big miracle that I managed so well during the Camino. My prayer all the time was ”Christ help me”. I am deeply grateful to Life and all the wonderful people that have helped me with their prayers and healing energy. Everything has its purpose. Life is a wonderful adventure and rebirth every moment. To fully recover, I still need and very much appreciate all the loving prayers and healing energy from you, my dear friends.

”There is a woman behind everything.” That is true about Anna, the Grandmother of Jeshua. She lived more than 700 years (634 BC- 82 AD). Her mission was to make the way ready for Yeshua; give birth to many children (9 sons and 5 daughters), raise them and their descendants. Mary Ann, Yeshua's mother was Anna's youngest child (20 BC- 66 AD). Grandmother Anna and most of her descendants were Adepts and high Initiates. Anna herself went through all possible initiations. She knew, among others, how to win death in your physical body, how to regenerate your cells and how children are lightseeded. She taught the initiations to her children and descendants, and, of course, also to Yeshua. She supported Yeshua (4 BC -72 AD) from birth to death and resurrection. Yeshua gave to her, his beloved Grandmother, the pet name of ”Nana”.

One very important person in Anna's books is also Joseph of Arimathea (57 BC -62 AD), Anna's eldest son. He was Maria Magdalena's father and Yeshua's uncle. Joseph married Mary of Magdala 5 BC, and Maria Magdalena was born 4 BC, Lazarus 1 AD, and Martha 3 AD. Joseph was very rich and one of the 70 members of the Jewish council Sanhedri. With his wealth and influence he was able to finance the trips of his family members – also Yeshua's – to the countries, known in those days as Egypt, India, Himalaya, Greece, France and England. He had a big fleet; he bought, among other items, tin from England and sold it to the influential people in Rome. So he gained useful privileges. In his ships he could safely take his family members abroad to ground new Essean communities, and bring them what they needed. Grandmother Anna's dearest Essean Community was the Carmel Monastery which with the Quamran Monastery was the most important Essean Community in Palestine.

In France Anna's family grounded an Essean Community at the foot of Mt. Bugarach. Also Anna's eldest sons went to England and grounded there Essean Communities in Avalon (Glastonbury) and other places on the island.

Joseph of Arimathea took in his ship Yeshua's family and other family members from Egypt to France where they landed ashore (now known as the village of the Saintes-Maries-de-la Meer). The voyage was very dangerous because the Roman soldiers had taken all sails and oars off of the vessel, and also all of the food and water. The officer of the Roman soldiers, who had served in Jerusalem and had been transferred to Alexandria, had recognized Joseph in the market place of Alexandria. He had put Joseph in prison in Jerusalem, but could not hinder that he was freed. Now he did the same, but Joseph was again freed because of his influential Roman papers. Without sails nor oars, food nor water the family with many children managed to land in France. That was a big Miracle.

”Anna, Grandmother of Jesus”, that was published in 2002, tells about Grandmother Anna's life hundreds of years before Yeshua's birth. ”Anna, the Voice of the Magdalenes”, published in 2010, tells the own stories of different family members. The writer, Claire Heartsong, quite obviously belongs to Anna's ”clan”, so that she gets text direct from Anna.

I have enthusiastically and excitedly read these books. Mostly I have been fascinated by the humanity of the members of Anna's family, including Yeshua and Maria Magdalena. This supports my former thinking. I have always felt very close to them as human beings. Spirituality is self-evident, but knowing them also as physical persons is something else than the worshipping of pictures, and the odd attitude of the church to these great persons.

To close this writing, I tell you a little funny story of my time in the hospital. After the surgery I woke up and felt quite sick, but after sleeping for several hours I felt amazingly refreshed. I said to the nurse that ”I feel like newborn”. The answer of this nurse who turned out to be also a midwife was: ”That suits well, there are new people being born here all the time.” My room in the hospital was situated in the ladies department where there were also the delivery rooms, and newborn babies with their mothers! Life is a Big Miracle.

I am deeply grateful for all of the prayers and healing blessings that I have received from you, my dear friends.

With Blessings and Love,

Margie
Lady Peace Minister

www.mariamagdalena.fi

Camino of Maria Magdalena in the Pyrenees

James Twyman arranged, this past May, a Maria Magdalena Camino in the French Pyrenees. This is where a group of about 30 of us, mostly from the USA, walked in the footsteps of Maria Magdalena. Our guides were a Danish sweet lady by the name of Benedicte, and her husband Claus. During a couple of weeks, we walked and climbed mountains in these regions where Maria Magdalena and Jeshua's relatives dwelled and influenced after the dramatic events in Palestine. I have spent the whole summer digesting what I experienced, and I’ve also wondered how I managed. The journey was both physically and spiritually very challenging. Just walking and continuous climbing up to the mountains and Cathar castles required strength. I am no mountain climber; I managed with the aid of prayers.

The group met in Marseille, where we continued the same day to Saintes Maries de la Mer, the little well-known village where Maria Magdalena and the other members of Jeshua's family landed from Egypt. We arrived just in time to join the Gypsy Festival celebrating Sainte Sarah on the 24^th and 25^th of May. The little black statue of St. Sarah was carried from the church to the sea. The crowd was huge, and I chose not to go with the crowd into the sea as is their tradition. Instead, I witnessed the statue on its return from the sea being carried back into the church. Somehow I was more impressed by the Wesak full moon shining in the black sea when we returned from the event to our cabins.

We stayed over night in modest camping cabins. Before we went to the festival James had a ceremony in the sea where he baptized us. It was a good start for the holy camino. The next day, some of the group returned to the continued church celebrations, and others had a walk to the lovely flamingo park. That fascinated me more. The pink flamingoes were just gorgeous.

From Saintes Maries de la Mer we went by bus into the Pyrenees. A steep mountain road took us to Salve Terra (the Holy Land). The white horses running free in the fields and by the roads were charming and reminded me of the mystical Unicorns. When we walked on the road they came quite close so that we could easily take photos of them.

Our bus often left us after a while and we continued walking. We were fortunate that the weather was unusually chilly, that helped walking a lot. The region where we walked is Salve Terra, the old region of the Cathars. It is full of their castles and fortresses, many of them in ruins, some of them reconstructed safe for the walkers to climb, among them the castles of Queribus and Peyrepertuse where we climbed.

The whole region of Languedoc is full of hollow mountains with huge caves inside. They are very beautiful, some of them like nature's cathedrals. We walked among sage and rosmary bushes to find a whole in the wilderness that led into a magnificent sacred cave, ”La Caune”. That is a very special shrine, used by Maria Magdalena and others initiated for ceremonies. The oldest known Black Madonna was found here. There is a hole in the upper rock. The sun shone direct to a little stone where I sat down. With my face towards the sun and my chest undressed I sat like a tempel priestess as a focus of the healing rays. I sensed strongly the presence and blessing of Maria Magdalena.

We could sense the holiness of the region. Picturesque views, old villages, castles, churches with their statues on every step. Charming Cucugnan where there is an old mill and bakery, and a church full of statues of Maria Magdalena from many centuries. The stunning scenery in nature, the Galamus Gorge, the Hermitage of St. Antoine de Galamus. And the chapel in a cave and the buildings hanging on the gorge wall. There you could have a cup of coffee served by a hermit who still lives there.

Rennes-les-Bains was an unforgettable experience. One reason being that there we had a very good accommodation. A lovely village built along a river, hot springs, and other sources from the mountains. Here we were baptized a second time by James in the beautiful holy ”Fontaine des Amours” where Maria Magdalena has baptized people. Her presence was tangible. Everyone shared their own prayers. Mine was: ”I pray that I am released from all my fears and can be an instrument of our Mother Maria Magdalena.” Our lovely local guides, Sus and Kai, were good hosts and lecturers of the history of the whole region, including also the next day's destination, Rennes-le-Chateau.

Our next stop was the famous Rennes-le-Chateau. We walked there the whole way, most of the time baptized, now by rain. We were in the area where mystic and symbolism have given inspiration to many. The walking was a real pilgrimage and often it felt very strenuous. We also passed by a place where we saw the mountain of Bugarach. Our guide told that it is famous for its UFO's that often land there. I did not know anything about this mountain. It was a big surprise to me to read in a book that I bought in the shop in Rennes-le-Chateau that it is that mountain where the Essene Community was located and where the family and relatives of Jeshua dwelled in France.

The two centers Rennes-le-Chateau and Rennes-les-Bains  - one placed on a hilltop and the other down in a valley – guided our pilgrimage between the male and the female. As above – so below.

Our guide Benedicte told that, ”In our search we have for several years asked The Maria Magdalena Church the question 'why' and it has sent us answers from a world reserved for the initiated.”

. Relations between the inside and outside geometry of the church
. The connections to astronomy
. The spiritual symbols in the church
. The balance between the male and the female
. The possible group behind the architecture and symbols
. Connections to other churches nearby

With the spectacular view-point, its natural defences and abundant sources, man has always lived on this ancient site. Rennes-le-Chateau has been a place of pilgrimage since the 500th hundred. It is also famous for its priest Bérenger Saunière who in 1891 made a chance discovery, that brought him fame and fortune. It is not known what he actually found. He might be the keeper of a spiritual secret, hidden in this land, and of which he wished to leave us a trace.

Abbe Saunière built the Maria Magdalena Church with all its mystic symbols and the Tower of the Magdala. In the church there is a big altar piece with Jesus and Maria Magdalena kneeling at his feet. The line in the center of the Church touches exactly the head of Maria Magdalena. When you stand near the Tower, you can gaze at a large landscape temple in the form of a pentagram, the five-point-star. One of the points goes to Mt. Bugarach, where there was an Essene Community modeled after the Mt. Carmel Community in Palestine. That was the Community for Jeshua's family and relatives when they lived in France. I read about Mt. Bugarach in the book that I bought in the shop in Rennes-le-Chateau. ”Anna, the Voice for the Magdalenes” written by Claire Heartsong with Catherine Ann Clemett, published in 2010.

Our last location in the Pyrenees was Montségur, one of the most beautiful and touching places. Montségur is both a village filled with medieval charm, a mountain, and a Cathar Castle. It was the last stronghold of the Cathars and was destroyed by the Pope and the French army in 1244. Hundreds of of Cathars were burnt alive in the field down the mountain.

The walk to the village was utmost strenuous for me. The closer I reached the village the more painful it was. I happened to walk by myself between big rocks that felt utmost threatening. My feet weighed tons, and I almost collapsed.

We accommadated in fancy, beautiful rooms, and after a good meal and rest we were strong enough to start next day our climbing all the way up from the village to the Montségur Castle together with the local guides Richard and his wife Anne Mie. Richard is a specialist in the Cathars' extraordinary history and their influence on spiritual/religious people, and he gave us a great lecture before we started the trip.

In the field of the big massacre where 500 hundred Cathars were burnt alive, we had a beautiful rose ceremony. Each of us put a rose as a token for love and peace and forgiveness in the middle of the field and said some prayer. Many of us cried, we felt we were those Cathars. The climbing the steep path was hard and also dangerous. Without David's help I hardly could have reached the top to the Castle. I prayed all the time ”Christ, help me”. So I managed safely to climb to the top. Climbing down was more dangerous. Now I got help from the lovely guide Anne Mie who took my hand and led me safely down. Montségur is 1200 meters high. I am happy that I did it. It was my Himalaja.

Our guides told about the Cathars. Cathar means 'pure'. They were heretics because they did not obey the Pope or his priests. They had direct connection to God. They lived a modest and humble life. One of our group shared that according to our guide, they ate the same kind of food as I do. What a surprise for all of us. I did not know that either. My food is macrobiotic, no meat, fish, milk products, and only glutenfree flour. My food is organic vegetables. My health therapist Liisa Kinnunen, had taught me about this food a long time ago. If I have slipped my diet for some reason, or had big traumas in my life, I have had serious problems and illnesses; breast cancer twice; the second time being during the Camino. I am confident that the old Cathar traumas and the cell memory have forced me to live like a Cathar, also in this life. During this pilgrimage the quality of the food for me was very poor, only on the last few days did I get the excellent food I needed in good hotels where we stayed.

Our last destination was the most beautiful La Sainte Baume where Maria Magdalena stayed in her last years. Climbing to the top of this mountain was a lovely walk through a beautiful forest. Walking was light and pleasant, only the last steps were steep to the Cave that is a huge Cathedral inside the mountain. During the centuries there have been built many altars and statues for Maria Magdalena. I saw only one altar for the Christ on the Cross. The view from the top is so heavenly beautiful that it is easy to imagine that The Illumined Saints love to stay there, meditate and pray in high energies.

After the trip I absorbed in reading the book that I had bought in Rennes-le-Chateau, ”Anna, The Voice for the Magdalenes”. I have read and read, been stunned, even shocked at the first reading. Anna is the grandmother, the mother of Jeshua's mother and she is the head of this 'clan'. The members of her family tell their own stories. The book gives detailed information and exact dates and years. It is so amazing that I just couldn't but read and reread. Then it started to live within me. Yes, so it is. I will write my next article about this book. I also ordered (and have now read) the first Anna-book, ”Anna, Grandmother of Jesus” that Claire Heartsong has published earlier.

I am very grateful to this Maria Magdalena Camino, and to Grandmother Anna and her family members for all the information and love I have received. Life is great.

Lisa Marie who lives in the USA, and who edits my English versions, also joined the Camino. I invited her to visit my home in Rovaniemi at the Arctic Circle. After a couple of days' sighseeings we drove up to Karigasniemi in Utsjoki, on the head chakra of Lady Finland; about five hours' drive up to the north. Maaritar, our dear Maria Magdalena Sister, invited us to participate in a funeral for Alina, a dear friend of hers, who had died. We were taken into the tundra. It was a very long drive through rugged tundra, past Creation Lake and then to Holy Mountain. Here we did sacred ceremony together, and spred the ashes of Alina to the beautiful sky.

So we brought with Lisa Marie the sacred energy of our Beloved Maria Magdalena direct from Salve Terra up to the Crown chakra of the Lady Finland, to radiate Her beauty and blessing all over the world.

With Gratitude, Blessings and Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

NILS-ASLAK VALKEAPAA

What a joy, what a joy
spring in the heart and the Sun
shines, the Easter festivities coming
and I have a new reindeer outfit 

What a joy, what a joy
to you I am coming

Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa: The nights of the spring so bright  (Margie's translation)

I carried out an old dream and visited the festivities of St. Mary's Day in Hetta last March. It turned out to be an impressive journey for me. I learned of Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa (1943-2001), the famous Sámi multi-media artist, who would’ve had his 70^th birthday this year. His memory has been celebrated in many ways.

Áillohas or Áilu lived two lives. The first began in March 1943 during the war, when he was born into a Reindeer Sámi family in the Eanodat municipality in northern Finland. The family was living in their winter home in Ádjagorsa in Gáresávvon. It was just before their spring migration to the coast of Norway at Ivgubahta.

The family later moved their winter home to Beattet, which was also Áilus's winter home for the whole of his life. He spent the summers in Ivgu. In his own way, Áilu followed the ancient Reindeer Sámi annual migration his whole life. Personally, and as an artist, he was truly a ”migrating Sámi”, whose wanderings reached different areas of art to the edges of the world.

Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa put the tradition of the Sámi people into words
Photo: Jaakko Heikkila

At the end of February 1996, Áilu was in a violent car accident near his home in Beattet. In a snow flurry, he collided with a semitrailer on the road to Gilbbesjárvi. He woke up to masses of flowers and thought he was in heaven. But he really did start a new life. The world was to him as if to a newborn baby. He did not remember how a television or computer worked. He lost his foreign languages; some, like Norwegian, returned, but English never did.

Áilu adjusted to his new condition amazingly well. He said: ”I am an instrument that life plays”. Because of his health, he had to move from Beattet to Ivgubahta, where he was very much appreciated. The municipality and the Norwegian government helped him to build a grand studio house, perched above the shores of the beautiful Ivguvuotna. His second life ended up on his good friend's sofa in Espoo, Finland, after returning from a trip to Japan. Áilu died in a manner worthy of the son of a Reindeer Sámi and of a poet: jodus, on the move.

Áilu was born into a mode of living that crossed the borders of nations and cultures. ”I came from a multicultural community and I still live in three countries”, he said. ”We never paid attention to borders, and I never even knew that there were different countries until I went to school”.
The young Àilu concisely summed up the issue in a provocative book ”Terveisia Lapista” (1971), (Greetings from Lapland,1983).

”When i went to elementary school I found out that I did not have a mother tongue. Today when I am at home in Beatter, I notice that I do not have a fatherland.” That is the origin of Áilu's ability to cross cultural and political borders as well as the borders of art. From the crosssection of many cultures, he looked at things freely, without borders. Áilu was busy in many international activities, traveling the world as the Sámi's ”ambassador”. In his view he was not acting internationally. It was his natural way to communicate.

When I was in Hetta, at the St. Mary's Day festivities, in March this year, I saw two films about Áilu/ Áillohas. The films opened my eyes and my heart. I was amazed. How is it possible that  I know so little about this great artist, I thought. Actually I knew only his name and his yoik music. I felt ashamed and embarrassed. I have travelled a lot, around the world, studied different religions and cultures. I live in the north – and I actually know nothing about this great soul. I went to the library and there I found an exhibition about him. I also found a great book ”The Sámi People – Traditions in Transition” written by Veli-Pekka Lehtola, and translated into English by Linna Weber Műller-Wille. I was happy to find an English version, too. Most of this text I have taken from this great book.

The name Sámi is an ethnic designation signifying that Sámi view themselves as members of a culture set apart from the dominant cultures. It supplants the term ”Lapp” which was given by outsiders. ”Laplanders” are people who live in the province of Lapland in Finland, regardless of whether they are Sámi of Finns.

The Sámi are the only ethnic group in the European Union to be recognized as an aboriginal people. They are a minority living in four countries, and have their own language and culture. The largest population live in Norway, 40-50,000. In Sweden there are 15-25,000 Sámi, in Finland at least 7000 and in Russia about 2000.

At the end of the 1960's, the Sámi movement began among young people. Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa raised the yoik music to be the central symbol of national spirit, making it into a stage art through concerts, recordings, and publications. Music combined traditions and Sámi language with the influences from modern pop music. Writers committed themselves to building a new Sámi identity.

The modern view of identity is an on-going process, continually being produced. There is no such thing as a complete and unchanging identity; it is in certain ways created all the time. It changes through time and history.

The yoik has always been one of the cornerstones of Sámi identity, a strong expression of Sámi distinctness. The yoik represents the clearest of all the age-oild Sámim cultural traditions. It has been an aspect of ”our people”, ”our” point of view.  It is no wonder that, in its attempt to break down the Sámi belief system and world-view, the church attacked yoiking. As well as forbidding spiritual yoiking, it also forbade normal, secular yoiks merely because of their distinctiveness.

In the postwar years the yoik tradition was completely lost in some places. It may be said that Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa's public performances, which began in 1966, raised youik to a new flourishing, and to a new identity as a symbol.

Sámi heritage of pictorial art reaches back to rock drawings of thousands of years ago. Áilu penetrated the rock images and ancient world-view through his books and photographs. Like other artists, he did not want to make use of the original meanings of the ancient symbols. Even so, they are remarkable sources of inspiration that originated in the same environment and among the same people as today's art.

Áilu's works crystallizes many characteristic features of  Sámi poetry. A central theme for him was the conflict between the different mental worlds of a people close to nature and of western cultures. He stressed the language of Sámi experience in nature, and portrayed the difficulties of Sámi children in the srtrange environment of a Finnish school and their development of an understanding of the beauty of their own people's picture of life. On a trip to visit North American Indians as a  Sámi musician, he found new hope when he realized that readers were to be found among the world's aboriginal peoples, whose problems were similar to the Sámi's.

Áilu said, ”People who only know one language think that in another language the words are only replaced with equivalent ones. It probably never occurs to them that the whole way of thinking may be different and that things may be seen in a different way.”

As a writer Áilu's most important gifts to Sámi culture were the large works of  poetry Ruoktu vaimmus (1985),  and Beaivi, áhčážan (1988), and Eanni, eannázan (2001). Based on those works, he has deservedly been called the Sámi people's mythographer and interpreter of their national mythology and identity.

He gradually grew to be a symbolic personage for Sámi themselves and in the eyes of outsiders. In the early 1970's he was ”Finland's Áilu” in Guovdageaidnu and on the Swedish side ”Válgon Áilu”. But toward the end of his life he was to all the Sámi only Áilu, Áillohas.

Writing and print making were just as natural to Áilu as music. He said that he does not remember a time when he did not do them. It was a just as natural for him to combine different forms, from literature to print making, from music to poetry. He saw nothing strange in that. The natural life was for him unlimited.

”When I paint, I hear it as music and words; when I make music, I see it as colours and words; when I write music is in my head the whole time and I see colours. Different art forms are products of the same spirit, only carried out with different techniques. Crossing borders and forms has always seemed natural for me. What seems strange is someone who only writes or only draws.

Holistic ingtegrity was Áilu's essential characteristic. In his epic poems his conscious ambition was to create a comprehensive picture of the Sámi people, their world of thought and their traditions. While Ruoktu váimmus was the first psychological accounting, Beaivi, áhčážan was plainly a consicious effort to create an ”epic of the Sámi people”, which would have symphonic dimensions in its structure. The photographs are an integral part of the tale.

As is appropriate for an epic, Beaivi, áhčážan  begins with the creation of the world, ”the embryo of life in the womb of the world”. Humanity appears gradually in the poetry; they make pictures on the rocks and on noaidi drumheads. Here the photographs are of rocks and shrines, flat rocks which vaguely resemble people.

Beaivi, áhčážan  is both the tale of one Sámi's life after the war, and a portrayal of the whole world-view of the Sámi people. The main character is a Sámi who cannot kill a reindeer. Instead of living as others, he becomes a noaidi and an artist with his drums and the realities born out of them. In poetry and pictures, goahti, Sámi siidas, reindeer migration and markets all come to life.

But in the poem are the threatening shadows of strangers, conquerors, rulers who bring with them new boundaries, new goods. ”they are fine / educated men / they could not sit at the fire.”
With the newcomers come new ideas and concepts, which have neither the adaptability of the northern residents nor their humility.

A quality that permeates the work is the Sámi concept of time. Just as a person's life, history also recurs as ”seasons” - from birth to death, from morning to night, spring to winter and to a new spring, appearance to disappearance. Beaivi, áhčážan  is a great homage to Nature, the turning of the world, totally in harmony with the Sámi way of thinking. At the end of time, everything will melt again into the wholeness of the world, into dream.

In the poetry, everything ends at the beginning. The book finally blends into a picture – he no longer knows whether he is real – or only his own picture. ”I open the door to the outside / when I step inside”. The work ends with photographs of rock drawings and sieidi, flat pictures, rocks that vaguely resemble people.

Ja go visot lea meaddel
ii gullo žat mihkkege
ii mihkkege

ja dat gullo

when all is finished
nothing can be heard
nothing

and it is heard

(poem translated by Linna Weber Muller-Wille) 

Artist and world citizen Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa portrayed in his art his own background of living on the borders between several states and cultures. His background gave rise to his desire and inclination to overcome the borders through art and through cultural and political activism. It is  about a natural way of living. Overcoming borders creates new avenues, but also tensions, without which there is no progress. ”The only genuine thing is just what lives”.

I am so happy that I have finally found Nils-Aslak Valkeapaa and his great art. My soul corresponds very deeply with his soul. It is something very Universal that we all people have in common. God bless you Áilu and your Sámi people, and all of us. 

With love and gratitude,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Blessing Flowing Into Hearts

Right in front of me the Sun is shining, radiating small snow flakes like diamonds. In the morning it was hard for me to rise from bed, for the sight was so fascinating. In the background is the big dark fir tree, and these blessing little snow flake stars flowing from the sky. Today is the UN's Women's Day, and it starts with Blessings! 

For the last few days I have been reading James Twyman's book ”The Barn Dance”. I read it when it was published a couple of years ago, but now I felt that I needed to read it once more. The book is an amazing true story how James met his ex-wife Linda after her death in a place somewhere ”between Heaven and Earth”.

On November 27, 2005, two men broke into Linda's apartment in Evanston, Illinois, and brutally stabbed her to death. Three and a half years later, one of the two men was found, and he was already in prison. No motive was found for the murder. Their daughter, Angela, was visiting with her father and was thus saved. 

In his book, James shares the guilt that he had felt since leaving his family after a couple of years' marriage. They were young and James did not adjust to his role as a husband, no matter how much he loved his famly. He did not find his place and work, and how to support his family. He disliked his  job as a salesman. He knew that he had some mission in his life that was for the whole of mankind. He needed to make an impact on the world, and not just raise a family, as Linda wanted. When he saw a film about St. Francis, a deep desire arose within him to start searching for himself and his mission.

He believed for ten years that Linda would understand and forgive his leaving, hoping that they would find each other again; that was the reason why he did not accept a divorce for a long time. It was just when they were about to rebuild their marriage that Linda was murdered. After this James was overwhelmed with huge guilt.

James was driving in his car to Oregon with Angela (and Angela's best friend). Linda's ashes were with them. In a big snowstorm they were driven to a dangerous cliff, and they almost were killed. For three and a half years James did not find peace, but he had to return to that cliff. From the cliff  he climbed down and was led deep to the Nevada wilderness where a strange man found him. This man, Richard, led James in three nights to a place that he called Barn Dance place. In this place there gathered souls that had left their physical level and which wandered in the between place led by their own soul plan. Everyone had a lesson of their own to learn. Every night the place turned out a different stage, such as barn dance, fine restaurant, and theater. It was here that James met Linda – as a physical person – which rarely happenes – only for a few people, told Richard.

Linda and James healed the wounds of each other. Both showed to each other how they had felt their marriage. They could feel their emotions. Looking deep into each other's eyes they could recall the mutual moments. James experienced his fears and guilt, his own incabability to take care of his family, and what was worst – of Linda at her moment of death. She showed that she was not left alone. There was a policeman who took Linda in his arms and looked into her eyes at the moment she died.

Both Linda and James forgave each other. James had two options, to stay with Linda in the heaven, or return to the physical world. The daughter Angela and his mission made James return to the physical world.

The book tells about how forgiving heals a person from fears and guilt. It also tells that we can communicate with our loved ones who have passed to the other side, where Heaven and Earth meet, and where love never ends and life goes on forever.

Right after reading this book,  I read James' new book ”Love, God, and the Art of French Cooking”. It tells about how James by chance finds a little reastaurant near Toronto. The owner, a French cook, Roger Dufau, turnes out to be a mystic who teaches about love and God as easily as he makes delicious meals. ”Food is the closest thing we have to real spirituality”. He gives an example of how to smash garlic.

Most people say it's best to cut the garlic in little slivers – they think it brings out the flavor. What they don't realize is that garlic has a very inrteresting quality: it heals itself after it's been cut, just like your finger would. Your finger wants to retain your blood, the garlic wants to retain its juice. You chop the garlic slowly, carefully, and by the time you've put it on the fire, it's locked its juice inside...Your life is the same. Your life is not meant to be slowly dissected, it is meant to be smashed. Then the juice inside you flows out and adds flavor to everything you touch. When you try to control the circumstances and the people around you, you're are doing so out of fear. Don't give too much, or you might be left with too little – that kind of thing. You stop the flow of life as soon as it starts.

So you need to let go of the fear and let it spill out into the world like this garlic.The same is true for you. You've been smashed by women. They squashed you, which forced you to start looking at the parts you were afraid to look at before. Then you were able to express, push out, the juice that's within.

It is very important for you to realize that you have no direct power over outer things. Anything that seems to be outside you is really a consequence or a picture of something that is already within. The idea that you can affect externals directly, without first changing your thoughts, would mean that you can think one thing and produce another. It is impossible, it's against the true law of the Universe. As within, so without.

Simplicity and high-quality ingredients is the basis for all cooking. The same is in life. When Roger cooks he communicates with the ingredients, and so he knows how to cook.

Besides all the cooking, Roger helps James to get rid of his pain and attitude towards women. James has all his life felt in his relationships with women that he is not good enough to be held and loved. He has not believed that he deserves love. It was so with Linda, but also in all his relationships with women. Roger takes James to his childhood and to his jealousy to his mother when his little sister was born and took his mother's attention. Roger helps James to handle his fears of love and intimacy. Roger teaches him also that healing happens in helping others who have the same problem. Both men and women have fears towards the other sex.

Poems start to sing within James.
”Sister, Forgive Me”

I wish I could have been more conscious when my fears began to rise-
I didn't mean to project them onto you and force you away from me.
I wish I could have held still for a moment instead of running or
forcing you to run -
No matter how far I went, you were still with me, and I was still alone. 

There are so many things I've learned from you, so many lessons I've gained -
But most of them were never seen by anyone because I was afraid
to be that vulnerable.
Being alone felt safe, even though I missed what we could have been together -
And melting into another felt like I was losing something
instead of receiving more. 

I wish I had seen you as my sister -
Insted of a person I could use, then throw away.
I would never have done that to someone in my own family -
Something I feel whenever I think of you. 

Sister, I'm sorry I took you for granted and looked the other way -
Didn't honor you, hoped for something more.
I'm sorry I was so impatient, uncaring -
Leaving you to wonder what you did wrong. 

You didn't do anything wrong -
And when I'm honest, neither did I.
All those things have brought me to this moment -
And it's a moment I treasure more than any other. 

This is when I can look you in the eyes ansd say I'm sorry,
And in doing so, forgive myself.
I didn't run from you -
It was me I was trying to keep my distance from. 

I understand that now, and I can also understand you -
Who you really are!
You're a gift that helps me remember that life is meant to be shared -
And I commit myself to that now. 

More than anything, I want you to know that I love you -
Not for who I thought you were or what I could get from you -
But for who yuo really are.
Now that I see that so clearly, I know I can never forget. 

…...

Sister, it feels like I've turned a corner,
One that I didn't know existed a moment ago. 

Were you the one who inspired this movement?
Or was it something neither of us could have seen before now,
Deeper than our breath or the wounds that have driven us into the shadows
Where we hid unannounced? 

A seed that was buried breaks through the surface of our lives,
And as we stretch toward the sun with our hands and hearts open wide
We renew our commitment to love and to each other.
It took us this long to finally arrive at this place,
And now that we're here, I reach my hand toward yours and we step forward -
Into a world we have yet to create. 

It's as if I've opened my eyes for the first time,
And I can see you looking at me,
Vulnerable and awake. 

How could we have understood the changes taking place within us?
Who was there to witness the beautiful opening of our lives? 

A light begins to expand inside our hearts,
Filling us with more energy than we've ever known before.
Is it possible that this is what we've been waiting for?
Was this the promise we sensed even when we stood in the shadows,
Waiting for the sudden approach of heaven?
All I know is that I can no longer remain where I once stood,
As if one door has opened and the other suddenly disappears. 

I've tried to stand still, hoping to delay the step that appears before me now,
But then I remember why I came -
Not to vanish, but to forgive;
Not to abandon, but to absolve the restless spirit that has claimed me till now. 

Thank you for the persistent echo that moves through me still.
Thank you for reminding me that yesterday has been abandoned,
And tomorrow is nothing more than a mist that fades as the sun rises. 

I am ready to stand in front of you without running,
I am ready to hold you instead of moving.
I am ready to hold myself without worrying about who is looking.
I am here, present and whole – perhaps for the first time,
All because I was willing to look inside both of our hearts,
And not recoil when the thunder shook the air around our bodies. 

Thank you, dearest Sister, for holding me accountable for everything I am,
And everything I might become.
It is the only thing that is left of me now,
And time won't forget this moment of perfect grace. 

That Divine Feminine that lives within all people deserves to become known and loved without fears. Let's rejoice over this;  we Sisters deserve it.

With blessings and love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

St. Mary's Days celebration in Hetta, Enontekio, March 13th-17^th

The Sami people have traditionally gathered in Enontekio for hundreds of years, in Hetta Church, to celebrate St. Mary's Day. The first church was built by three devout Lapp brothers (at their own expense) in the late 16^th century at Rounala.The next church was built in 1661 in Markkina which was an important market place for the Lapps. The present church was rebuilt in 1952 after it had been burned down during the Lapland war in 1944.

This present church is one of most beautiful modern churches in Finland. It is also my favorite church and I consider its altar wall most beautiful. The magnificant mosaic work manifests the resurrected Christ blessing the people of Lapland and their daily life with reindeer. There are fells in the background where reindeer are going, and one large reindeer and two Sami persons, too.

I like to drive to Hetta, up to the North, in the colorful autumn time. I always stay overnight in the Hetta Inn, in its old wooden house, which is full of the feeling of generations of hikers and skiers. The inn is owned by a fourth generation family. Mother Tuula works in the kitchen and Tiina, the young daughter, works in the office.

This year the program was very much in Memoriam of Nils-Aslak (Ailu) Valkeapaa's 70^th Anniversary. There were Aillohas-concerts and Aillohas-films presented in Skierri which is the Fell Lapland Nature Centre.

I have always known that Ailu was a great artist, singer, musician, painter, writer. He was especially famous for his singing of Sami-joiks, which Sami people like to sing in the fells, without words or instruments. When I saw the Aillohas-films on Aiku I realised how great a soul he has been. He gave identity to the Sami people. He showed how great and spiritual this culture of the Sami people is, which the Christian church almost totally ruined.

Forgivng is the power which is the basis for a genuine culture. Ailu understood this and was able to forgive. The young people have clearly found their roots. In Skierri there was an opening of an art exhibition where Maria-Liisa and Nea-Maria Valkeapaa, mother and daughter, relatives of Ailu, had hung their brightly colored magnificent paintings.

There was a Sami psalms-concert in Hetta Church on Saturday evening. It was great and the colorful dresses of theSami people were fantastic. On Sunday there was Holy service in Sami and the Finnish Language in Hetta Church. I enjoyed the colorful Sami dresses, the Sami language, and the peaceful atmosphere, very much. Even the priest had on beautiful reindeer skin boots during the service.

There were, of course, also reindeer race and lassoing competitions on the frozen Lake Ounasjarvi, (skill and speed lassoing competition for women and men). Traditional Sami handicrafts and other local products were for sale in the market place. Many happenings were going on during these days, and many tourists from many countries were present. At the breakfast table I heard many languages, and especially French, to my great surprise!

It is great that young people have found their roots and are proud of their culture. It is a great resource, not only for the Sami people themselves, but for all of us. We all should return to our own roots, closer to nature, humanity, and caring for each other. Living in the Love. I am deeply grateful for these wonderful days I spent with Sami people and St. Mary within my heart.

Margie
Peace Minister

The Celibacy of the Priests and Pedofilia

Sexuality is quite a taboo, even nowadays. It is, however, a normal, natural thing in everyone's life.
God created us in Her/His own image, woman and man. And, quite apparently, Mother/Father/Creator wanted us also to increase this on Tellus, our Beloved Earth. Why is sexuality then such a delicate matter for us?

The marriage of Maria Magdalena and Jesus was a big threat to the Church. She had to be eliminated. Even many of the male disciples condemned and humiliated Maria Magdalena into tears.  Very soon, as early as the fourth century, the Church systematically started to remove Maria Magdalena from the sacred writings. And it was Pope Gregory I, in the year of 591, who declared that real believers must consider Maria Magdalena a whore. This intentional lie was eventually withdrawn by the Church – in the year of 1969. It took time (almost 1378 years)! And many people today don't even know about this truth.

Constantine the Great, along with the Church, started to create their own image of Jesus. It was important to lead and control people. Fear/guilt/shame/hell and original sin helped a lot. These were rooted effectively in the minds of the people. Constantine the Great and the Council of Nicea in 325 started an effective manipulation of people. They created a doctrine of Jesus and man's sinfulness from which only the Church could save the poor person who was doomed to live their lives with sin, guilt and shame. This led to the fact that the Church had to create more odd doctrines to manage their explanations.

In the fourth century, St. Augustinus got a genius idea to create the original sin that starts with Adam and Eve; according to this doctrine even the newborn baby is full of sin. Only the Church can pardon the sinner. They created also the eternal hell where you were sent if you did not obey the Church. The word hell, in Hebrew, is 'Gehenna'; and apparently the whole idea was taken from the rubbish dump (with the eternal fire) outside Jerusalem that was named Gehenna in the days of old.

In 554, The Council of Constantinople condemned as heresy the reincarnation that was to Jesus and many living in Palestine a natural understanding in those days.

Where did the Church’s denial of the marriage of Jesus and Maria Magdalena lead to? It denied the sexuality of Jesus, the son of God and Man. Thus, it appeared Jesus did not redeem the sexuality of human beings. The consequence of this was that sexuality became unholy, even filthy/unclean. And where did this lead us? The priests had to be celibate. This is something that St. Paul had never demanded from his priests, as Nick Bunick (former St. Paul) writes in his book ”Time for Truth”. And what followed from this impossible requirement? Many priests, especially bishops and even the Popes themselves led obscene lives, secretly of course. And even worse, sexual abuse, which is one of the most terrible things that a religious leader or believer can do.

In all of this, there was no room for Feminine Divinity. The power was masculine, and the Feminine Divinity went underground. Maria Magdalena, who was pregnant, fled to Egypt and from there to southern France. There She declared and taught that Divinity is the balance of the Feminine and Masculine Christ within a person. Maria Magdalena has for many years now manifested this truth. The Divinity is found within, not outside the person.

With Blessings and Love

Margie
Lady Peace Minister

SERENADE FOR ANNA

I originally planned to spend two weeks sunbathing in Teneriffe, in the Canary Islands, after Christmas, and not here in the bitter cold at home! Once again, I learned a lesson: not to let your mind plan anything too early. Wouldn't it be more convenient to let things flow in their natural rythm, and allow yourself to flow in life without resisting? Isn't flexibility what you are now studying? Yes, I am!

I cancelled my holiday trip, one reason being that I did not want to celebrate the New Year by myself far away from home. And so it happened. My sisters, Riitta and Helena arranged Christmas parties in their homes for our relatives. And the New Year party was arranged by our wonderful youngsters in our old family house where our brother Arvi lives with his family.

While I was walking home New Year’s night, I met in the street a group of cheerful young people. They told me that they were coming back from the New Year's celebration of their congregation. When they heard me share that I am a peace minister, they started hugging me. And so we hugged each others in the middle of my home street. We were happy that we had such a cheerful and happy start for the New Year! At home the telephone soon rang. My friends Maaritar and Niilo were returning from their visit to Tampere on their way up to the north in Utsjoki. They had missed the party, but we had a party of our own, celebrating, eating and having fun. They stayed over night, and at noon we watched on TV the New Year's speech of our President. Before they left we shared the Peace Prayers around the Emissary Wheel quilt, the first service of this new year. So by no means was I alone in celebrating!

While listening to the speech of our President, Sauli Niinisto, I received an inspiration to comment on his speech. I sent a little article to both of our newspapers, the big one and our city paper. They published it in two days. Someone has asked me where my congregation is, as I am an ordained priest. I share that all people are my congregation. I write to ordinary people.

In the ordination of the Beloved Community I committed myself to three wows, the three direct orders of Jesus. To all followers Jesus said: ”Love each other unconditionally as I love you.” To Peter He said: ”Feed my sheep”. And at the Cross He said to Apostle John: ”Hold Mother Maria in your heart until it is time to give Her to the world.”

Margie with Venla and Ilmari

Now it is time to give Mother Maria to the world. I am committed to this, and that is the reason why I do this as an instrument of Mother Maria Magdalena. When I have asked Jesus how I can feed His sheep, He has said that I do it all the time with my words and the texts that I am given. Also the little article for the papers ”Happy Being Society for everyone” is one of these products of inspiration.

Our President happened to launch a new word. He may have meant something like ”lazy people not doing their duty to benefit the society with their talents”.

”We all should consider aiming our lives at implementing exactly this: that the purpose of life is Being, not doing. We are spiritual beings that come time after time to this physical level to study what it is to be a human being. Unnatural plodding along under different kinds of tyrannies may raise our character, but in many cases it puts us down, hardens us, and can make one very cruel. It is unpleasant, especially for the noblest and loveliest of persons that do not want to have anything to do with merciless global rulers. These are people who do not want to contribute to the humiliation of other people, for whom money will not replace God.

How has our world improved more today than, let us say, one hundred years ago? Has the wisdom of our time really moved our humankind spiritually forward? Are people in general somehow more noble and spiritually advanced? Are they at the moment of their death, after studying carefully and objectively his/her life as if from a film, satisfied with themselves? Do people remember their leaders as gentle persons who loved and who were also loved? Are the developing countries now happier after they have been deprived of their natural ways of living, after their lands have been polluted and their self-esteems have been raped?

Let us allow those noble souls who really want to benefit our mankind and this beautiful planet of ours, make it in their silent beautiful way, with their loving prayers and blessings. Those who love, they will be loved. Those who serve, they will be served, by Angels of Light.  This is a legacy worthy to be remembered for.”

The third reason for cancelling my trip was that I unexpectedly received an invitation to Helsinki to attend the memorial service for Jorma, the son of my deceased husband Jussi. In the last few years, I have received the ability to communicate with my beloved living in the other levels, and Jussi has often shared with me that he would like me to meet his chilren's families.

When Jussi and I got married, I was 33 and Jussi 66 of age. Jussi was a widow with three children, one son and two daughters. I now think of myself being in the same situation. How would I have taken this? How would I have reacted as the father's daughter when my father would marry a woman of such a young age? It just so happened that this father's daughter and the father's wife never learned to know each other in this life. Annikki died very soon after her father.

The younger daughter, Paivikki with her family, adjusted herself to the situation and we were  communicating a lot when the children were small. Jorma, the son, was loyal to his father and tolerant in his attitude, but the family lived in eastern Finland, and we met only few times when they visited us in Rovaniemi on their summer holidays. Jorma's eldest son, Jari, visited me several times with his friends when travelling to northern Norway and back. I, by then, was a widow myself. 

I met the children more seldom. There were also a few small incidents that got too big effects. I also moved to northern Finland where I absorbed in my own soul scenery and my relationships here.

I received an invitation from Jorma's children to attend the memorial gathering. After his wife's death, Jorma's health weakened within one year. Jorma was, like his fasther, a philosopher, thinker and a great lover of books. The memorial meeting turned out to be very warmhearted. I got to be with the family, and a lot of sweet little grandchildren that I had never seen before. I met, once again, Jorma's three sons and their families. I lost my heart to their darling children, Jukka's Sampo and Sonja, and Jaakko's Ilmari and Venla. 

Jari's wife, Jian is a Chinese lady, and she brings international color to the family. Jian asked if she could touch my left ear and my nose. She thinks that they are ”happy”. The right ear, too, but not so much. Jin, the left side of the body is feminine, and the right side, yang, is masculine. It suits well  the lady peace minister who has devoted herself to the Feminine Christ! Jari and Jian believe that ”the Asian thinking” unites the three of us. Why not?

With Paivikki's family, Jussi and I communicated a lot when the children, Ville, Anna and Maija were small. We often visited them in their little, beautiful house by the forest. I called them ”fairy house family”. We had a lot of fun together. 

Jussi's memorial service took place in Helsinki crematory chapel, and the memorial meeting was in the nearby restaurant. There was singing by the Kerava's Men Choir, where Jussi had sung for more than forty years. It happened so nicely that Anna, Jussi's granddaughter, had her 5-year birthday on that same day. It occurred to me then that the men's choir could sing a serenade for Anna. Grandpa Jussi would like that. And so it happened. Anna stood on a chair surrounded by the choir of many men. Anna smiled sweetly and looked like a little princess in her beautiful white dress. Anna still recalls this, and is very proud of it. She has now herself two sweet daughters, Selma Helena, two years, and Elsa Johanna, 1 year. Anna did not have the girls with her, so I have not seen these darlings yet.

What has been the main thread in my three latest articles? I have wondered it. But no more, now I know. It seems to be death and the children. The whole circle of the life. The continuity of the life. The tender caretaking of our Blessed Mother Maria Magdalena. Forgiving. The bright insight and the beauty of the Being. 

With Blessings and Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

”PEPPERY  BREATH” AND PRIMA DONNA

The sky looks fabulous in its midday beauty. The Sun shines in pastel colors above the peak of Poyliovaara. It is about minus twenty degrees Celsius. I felt quite a sharp frost when I
walked to the nearest mailbox to drop in my birthday card to Jaakko. It was the last minute to do it, so that it would reach Turku on time for our Indepedence Day, the sixth of December.

The funeral service for our beloved Sister Eeva, who passed away last November, took place in the  church of Rovaniemi, and it was performed by a sweet Lutheran female priest. My heart longed to have a memorial speech for Eeva, and it happened when I left my flowers to Eeva by her coffin. I felt very strongly the presence of Eeva and I said: ”I know that you know. We have talked about these matters. There is no death. What we call death is only a transit to a different kind of conscience. When the silver core breaks and the soul is ready to transit to the land of the Light after examining her/his life objectively as in a film. The one who loves, is loved. The one who serves, is  served by the Angels of Light. You fulfill both of these features. I thank you and bless you my beloved big sister Eeva Kaisa Maria.” In the memorial occasion afterwards, I shared some text from my previous article in the Soul's Mirror.

The next night was quite extraordinary for me. I was woken up before four o'clock by some odd sound, and it was repeated twelve times, and also a couple of times later at Noon. Eeva was present and talked to me. She seemed to have an urgent need to tell that she lives, and everything feels wonderful on the other side. She stressed that everything that I had said by her coffin, is true and that I should share this with her children, all relatives and friends. She was very anxious about something. I found out that she was worried about her grandchildren. I didn't sleep all night, but instead prayed and blessed all the relatives.

During this same time, Mother Maria Magdalena asked me to read the Bible, and I opened it by chance in the same way as Margaret Starbird tells us in her books. I did this through the night.

There opened the First Book of Kings, ”Elijah revives the widow's son”, and there the verse 17:24
'Look, your son is alive'. Then she said to Elijah, 'Now I know for certain that you are a man of God  and that the word of the Lord on your lips is truth.'

Next opened Psalms, ”Prayer for healing”, and there the verses 41:11-14 'Then I shall know that thou delightest in me and that my enemy will not triumph over me. But I am upheld by thee because of my innocence; thou keepest me for ever in thy sight. Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Amen, Amen.'

Then opened Prophet Micah, the chapter 4 as a whole, ”A remnant in an age of peace” and ”Purpose in Israel's captivity”.

'In days to come the mountain of the Lord's house shall be set over all other mountains, lifted high above the hills. Peoples shall come streaming to it, and many nations shall come and say,

Come, let us climb up on to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob, that he may teach us his ways and we may walk in his paths. For instruction issues from Zion, and out of Jerusalem comes the word of the Lord; he will be judge between many peoples and arbiter among mighty nations afar. They shall beat their swords into mattocks and their spears into pruning knives;
nation shall not lift sword against nation nor ever again be trained for war, and each man shall dwell under his own vine, under his own fig-tree, undisturbed. For the Lord of Hosts himself has spoken.
All peoples may walk, each in the name of his god, but we will walk in the name of the Lord our God for ever and ever. On that day, says the Lord, I will gather those who are lost; I will assemble the exiles and I will strengthen the weaklings. I will preserve the lost as a remnant nation and turn the derelict into a mighty nation.The Lord shall be there on Mount Zion now and for ever.'

4:8
'And you, rocky Bastion, hill of Zion's daughter,
the promises to you shall be fulfilled;
and your former sovereignty shall come again,
the dominion of the daughter of Jerusalem.'
...

These Bible texts are very important for me of old. In the Peace Prayers there is included the Jewish Peace Prayer. Margaret Starbird tells in her books how prophet Micah foresaw long before Christ the Holy Marriage of Jesus and Maria Magdalena when the families of David and Benjamin will unite. So the Masculine and the Feminine Christ together will redeem the mankind. The word ”Magdalen” stems from a Hebrew word meaning ”watchtower, fortress or a high hill” where the shephard watches the sheep. Maria Magdalena will get back Her respect that She deserves as the manifestation of the Feminine Christ.

In the same morning at 10 o'clock I went to our nearby Lutheran church to attend the First Advent service where the Hosiannah was sung. After returning home I was again asked to open the Bible.

Then opened the Second Book of Kings, the chapters 3-4 telling about Prophet Elisha and his many mirales: curing and reviving people and providing them with their necessities.

Next opened Proverbs, the chapter 15 as a whole.

A soft answer turns away anger, but a sharp word makes tempers hot.
A wise man's tongue spreads knowledge; stupid men talk nonsense.
The eyes of the Lord are everywhere, surveying evil and good men alike.
A smoothing word is a staff of life, but a mischievous tongue breaks the spirit.
A fool spurns his father's correction, but to take a reproof to heart shows good sense.
In the righteous man's house there is ample wealth; the gains of the wicked bring touble.
The lips of a wise man promote knowledge; the hearts of the stupid are dishonest.
The wicked man's sacrifice is abominable to the Lord; the good man's prayer is his delight.

What Maria Magdalena told me during those night moments was that She again confirmed for me how to act. Without planning anything, but surrendering, trusting and being grateful. It was important to share in the church that there exists no death, and it happened naturally beside the coffin of my sister. So it was supposed to happen.

I hurried to contact Eeva's children. I called Maarit who told me that the father of her children, her ex-husband, had been taken to the hospital because of brain infarction. Katariina and Jaakko, of course, were very worried about their father. Also Eeva's many beloved ones were driving in their cars to their homes in southern Finland. The road conditions were quite difficult in the snowing weather. Prayers were needed.

Finland's Independence Day, the sixth of December is Jaakko's birthday. It is celebrated in Turku where the family lives. This year it is Jaakko's 16^th anniversary of his birth.

When Jaakko had his fifth birthday, eleven years ago, I was present and wrote a little story of his birthday party in my column ”Sunflowers” that I had in those days in the local newspaper in Tampere. Here is something from that story:

”The young gentleman Jaakko Aleksanteri has chosen for his birthday a  great flag-flying day. In the morning the first thing that we did was to gather by his bed with the tray and our presents. We sang the birthday song and then Katariina, the big sister suggested that we sing ”Maamme laulu”, the Finnish national anthem. What an impressive start for the birthday! (the first time in my life)

To honour the celebration I interviewed the birthday boy:

Jaakko, do you know why it is a flag-flying day today? - As it is the Independence Day and a flag-flying day. What does Independence Day mean? My birthday. What difference is to be four years of five years old? I don't know the thing. Are you now bigger? Yesterday I reached here, now here (on the wall). Did you grow during the night? No, I didn't grow at night, but in the morning when I was born at 7 o'clock. What makes the birthday fine? When I get a lot of presents (at Christmas I get more). What gift do you like now best? The ”digimon” toy that I chose myself with my mother. It is ”motimon/tentimon”. It transforms and looks funny. All flags are waving on your birthday. How does it feel? Boring. Why? Well, you don't have to like everything. What are you going to be as you grow big? It is a secret, and besides I don't know it yet. (So stupid questions!)

When I wondered that the digimons look so furious, Jaakko answered: ”Nevermind, the light always wins the bad things!” So it is, the children know the truth.

In the evening we all watched the big Independence Day reception in the presidential palace. (a great fun for the Finns every year.) I asked Katariina, if she would like to get an invitation to the Reception. She said self-confidently that as a renowed ballet dancer she will get an invitation. (She was taking ballet lessons). Jaakko was not a bit interested in those festivities. He presented one man's show of digimons. Tirelessly, again and again, he did fierce jumps shouting ”peppery breath!”

With love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

(Peppery Breath......  I’m not sure how the text works in English. I was surprised to get this kind of idea, to “time-travel” somehow; to tell about death, to include Bible texts, and then tell about the birthday party of 5-year old Jaakko. What combines all this, is Eeva and her grandson. Jaakko is a very special youg man, very smart. He invented by himself that ”Light always wins bad things”

'Peppery breath' is my literal translation from Finnish. It just sounds funny. Prima donna refers to Jaakko's sister Katariina who was fond of ballet dancing; now she is more interested in modern dance.

I just wrote the newest article and sent it to Soul's Mirror. Now I know what the main thread for these three articles is.  You may guess! I will tell you in my next story.)

Happy "Being Society" for Everyone

Our new President Sauli Niinisto launched his New Year Speech with an exrtraordinary word. He probably meant with his term ”Being Society”something very different from what I present in my text below. (He most likely meant something like ”lazy people unwilling to do their duty to benefit the society”.)                                                

We all should consider aiming our lives at implementing exactly this: that the purpose of life is Being, not doing. We are spiritual beings that come time after time to this physical level to study what it is to be a human being. Unnatural plodding along under different kinds of tyrannies may raise our character, but in many cases it puts us down, hardens us, and can make one very cruel. It is unpleasant, especially for the noblest and loveliest of persons that do not want to have anything to do with merciless global rulers. These are people who do not want to contribute to the humiliation of other people, for whom money will not replace God.

Margie's photo from her study window

How has our world improved more today than, let us say, one hundred years ago? Has the wisdom of our time really moved our humankind spiritually forward? Are people in general somehow more noble and spiritually advanced? Are they at the moment of their death, after studying carefully and objectively his/her life as if from a film, satisfied with themselves? Do people remember their leaders as gentle persons who loved and who were also loved? Are the developing countries now happier after they have been deprived of their natural ways of living, after their lands have been polluted and their self-esteems have been raped?

Let us allow those noble souls who really want to benefit our mankind and this beautiful planet of ours, make it in their silent beautiful way, with their loving prayers and blessings. Those who love, they will be loved. Those who serve, they will be served, by Angels of Light.  This is a legacy worthy to be remembered for.

With Blessings and Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

EEVA KAISA MARIA

The landscape from my study window appears silver grey. The big birch trees are lace-covered, the big firs with their cones are like Christmas trees, and the little lake with its silver snow cover - mysterious.

When I had my walk today along the river Kemijoki, the sun suddenly revealed itself above the top of Poylionvaara, the rocky hill on the opposite side of the river. The river is all but iced over, except for after the big curve around Korvanniemi, where the water runs slowly, taking small ice flows down the river with it.  The landscape is alive, even though the picture of it is almost at a standstill.

Slow moving has also been the tempo of our family during these past two months. Eeva Kaisa Maria Vainio, who is 81 years of age and the Mother figure of our big family, has been in terminal care. It has been confusing, and also difficult, to say farewell several times.

Eeva has looked like she was passing away, and then suddenly she has woken up as if from a deep sleep and has started to talk with us clearly. In the past she had hurt her head many times, and she had tumors in her head, but nevertheless her brain has worked and she has been able to converse with us as sweet and sunny as always. We have witnessed how beautiful the coming of death makes a person. The cheeks become smooth, the eyes shine as blue violets. With a pink silken scarf around her head she has looked like a Mother Superior or a Madonna.

My beloved sister Eeva was born in Rovaniemi as the oldest in our large family of ten children. The old Myllari farmhouse is situated by the river Kemijoki, about two kilometres from the city center, and is one of the oldest in the district. When the youngest of us, Riitta, was only 6 months old, our mother died. The situation was very difficult. Our Aunts, two sisters from our father’s side, who lived in the neighborhood, helped a lot and pretty much took charge of the little ones (the three daughters).

The responsibility of our big sister must have felt heavy for a young woman of about twenty years. Eeva did not give up on her life, and did not start living as a foster mother at the expense of her own life. She broke away and left for Sweden to work there for some time. After returning home, she found her beloved husband Ernst with whom she married and gave birth to seven children. The family lived for several years in Petajaskoski, about 30 kilometres down the river, where Ernst  worked as the policeman for the company Kemijoki Oy during the construction of the hydroeletric power station. Eeva and Ernst were a very happy couple who were loving to their children.

It has been moving to see the tender relationship between Eeva and her children, and to witness how how the children have taken turns at Eeva's bedside in the hospital. They have taken time off  from their jobs, and traveled a long journey from southern Finland many times. We, her sisters, have also helped too, of course.

We have been forced to think about the possibility that our love might hinder Eeva in leaving this physical world, by not letting her go. I have also pondered myself how the continuous pain medication may affect the Soul that is about to depart in a situation where the life has almost left this world.

I have experienced myself how the beloved ones give energy to a dying person. It happens unconsciously and from love. So it happened between me and my husband Jussi during his last year. I worked as a teacher at the local Business College, and at the same time we were building a new house to make bigger the aunts' little house. Jussi was in a very fragile condition, and my own life energy was almost as weak. I hardly had strength to stand in front of the class. All the time I gave energy to Jussi, unconsciously, and of course from love.

We would probably have both died unless one of the group of healers, led by Unto, quite uninvitedly had visited us. I suddenly got the energy to stand up from the bed and get ready for skiing up on Ounasvaara. I had felt that it was a miracle! In our new house we had had a housewarming party in March, and Jussi died that following August. I thanked and blessed Unto and his friends. Unto shared with me that he gets an order sometimes to drive in a certain direction, and he then follows the blue arrow. The arrow stopps at the place where help is needed.

We all have many different roles in our lives. A woman is a daughter to her parents, a wife to her husband, a mother to her children and a grandmother to her grandchildren. In addition she is a sister and aunt, a mother-in-law, a co-worker and a leader. And, of course, she is a friend to numerous people.

The relationship to every person is different. Nevertheless, the undertone remains the same. The person who loves, will be loved. The person who gives, she/he will be given. Everything within us radiates outwards. Love and affection in a person is seen as small, self-denying deeds. Eeva has regularly visited hospitals and old peoples' homes seeing their relatives and friends. She herself has gone through many sicknesses, but even so she has gladly and lovingly paid visits to her friends. Joy within her is genuine and stirring.

Eeva and Ernst bought a little apartment in Tampere, near the University, where the children could live while they were studying. In the same little cozy apartment, I also spent my first year after I had left my big house in Rovaniemi, to live in Tampere with my collie Lady. This year was one of my most fascinating and creative times. I was thrilled with the new way of learning and teaching, the Suggestopedian method that I had found very soon in Tampere. I drew material for the courses at the Community institutes, by kneeling on the floor of my little apartment. Lady was stepping all the time on my papers. It was just a great time for me and Lady!

Some time after, when Eeva was already a widow and the apartment happened to be free, Eeva decided to start ”studying” herself. She took this same little apartment as her own, to be her Tampere  home. She made acquaintances right away with neighbors and other people. Soon she had invited the lady who was cleaning the staircase to a cup of coffee in her apartment. They made friends, and later on Eeva invited this lady to visit with her in Rovaniemi.

When Eeva went shopping in the neighborhood, she would gladly say in the shop, ”Greetings from Rovaniemi” and again she made new friends. She has this phenomenal ability to be an open and loving personality. People love this kind of person, of course!

When the time was ripe, Eeva left her little apartment to the daughter of her youngest daughter, Pia Marie, who is studying in Tampere.

I would not have been able to live in my house in Rovaniemi without Eeva. She took care of Lady as a puppy, watered my indoor plants, and helped me in all possible ways.

At Christmas we have always celebrated Eeva's name day. We have all been invited to Eeva's home to celebrate on the Christmas Day. This is how she became the Mother figure for all of us, not only for her own children. All of us being together as a whole family, and in the center of course, our beloved Eeva.

We have been five sisters. Kristiina died earlier. The four of us have sticked together. All the name days and birthdays we have celebrated together. Our houses have been built near each other, in the fields of our family land, not far from the old farm house where our brother still lives with his family. Our sister, Helena has her house opposite Eeva's house, and Helena has been able to see if there is light and life in Eeva's house. This has been very important, of course. Taking care of each other is a great, valuable thing. Eeva's sickness has brought us even closer.

The mother is important for every person. The Divine Mother lives within each of us as the gentle and forgiving love. Mother Maria makes Herself known through other people. In the eyes, the smile, and in small loving features.

A month ago I stood in the bus at the air terminal in Helsinki. In front of me there sat a young mother with her little baby on her lap. The baby looked at me all the time, did not smile, but an amazing feature was the concentrated, intensive look at me. In the evening at my friend's home I realized, ”Oh yes, it was again Maria Magdalena, greeting me and giving me courage for the next day's speech in the Rosicrucian Tempel.” The speech was about ”Maria Magdalena in my Heart”.

Through babies we have a direct contact to Heaven. I remember very well one first meeting. I came to see Eeva in her house. When I opened the door, I first saw a baby sitting on the lap of his mother, Maarit. When the baby saw me he started to giggle cheerfully, and when I embraced him, he kissed my face wet. This baby is Eeva's grandson. He was born on the 6^th of December, Finland's Independence Day, and received for his name Jaakko Aleksanteri.

Richness and love are in everyday's small things. Blessed are those who radiate this affection for others in our world.

We know that there is no death. What we call death is in reality only transferring to some other level of our consciousness. It happenens when the silver cord releases, and the Soul is ready to continue  the journey to the Light, after studying carefully and objectively his/her life as if from a film.

When born in the light of the springtime, the Soul certainly gets an extra dose of Light. So this child of light radiates the light during his/her life. I am happy that I have been blessed with this kind of big sister. I thank you and bless you, Eeva Kaisa Maria.

Margie
Maila Maire Marketta Myllari

Eeva Kaisa Maria Vainio, m.n. Myllari
born: March 11^th 1931
died:  November 7^th 2012

This article was written on October 29^th.

THE MARRIAGE OF JESUS AND MARIA MAGDALENA

Today, on Wednesday, the 19^th of September, quite a news was broadcasted by YLE, the Finnish Broadcasting company. The text, reported by Jussi Hanhivaara, reads as follows:

Was Jesus married? Ancient Papyrus found. It mentions His 'Wife'.

A small fragment of faded papyrus contains a suggestion that Jesus may have been married. The fragment, with just eight lines of text on the front and six lines on the back, is from a fourth-century dialogue, written in the Coptic language, between Jesus and his disciples. In it, Jesus speaks of ”my wife”, according to Harvard professor Karen L. King, who discovered the fragment.

King, who has helped to translate the text, presented her research at the Tenth International Congress of Coptic Studies in Rome.

”The most exciting line in the whole fragment... is the sentence 'Jesus said to them (his disciples), my wife...” King said. The next line of the text reads. ”She will be able to be my disciple.”

This is the only extant ancient text which explicitly portrays Jesus as referring to a wife”, King wrote in her paper on the discovery.

King stresses that the new discovery ”does not provide evidence that the historical Jesus was married.” However, King writes, ”the fragment does provide direct evidence that claims about Jesus' marital status first arose over a century after the death of Jesus in the context of intra-Christian controversies over sexuality, marriage, and discipleship.”

In the years after Jesus' death, Christians debated what was the correct way to follow Jesus' example and lifestyle. King says the parchment might simply mean that some Christians believed after Jesus' death that he was married during his life.

Further researching will be made to verify this papyrus.

Actually I am not surprised at all. The time is ripe the facts to be revealed to a bigger audience.

For the last few weeks I have been studying the material and books on Maria Magdalena. After many years' break I am starting again giving courses and talks on this subject that is so dear to me. The very topic is the marriage of Maria Magdalena and Jesus. The whole existence of the Church is for a good reason at stake. By denying this marriage the Church has backed itself into a corner. By denying the other half of Divinity mankind has been led into misery and imbalance. By praying for two thousand years only to Father God, Mother God has been suppressed and mankind strangled by masculine fury and hatred. Maria Magdalena, the Beloved, wife and the mother of Jeshua's children, has been disgraced and humiliated. And so all the women of our globe until these days.

Stephen Adam (d. 1910), stained-glass window, Kilmore Church, Dervaig, Isle of Mull, Scotland.
Photograph courtesy of John Shuster.
From Margaret Starbird’s  book “Mary Magdalene, Bride in Exile

There is a lot of material telling about what happened in those days. For me Margaret Starbird's books are very dear and I have studied them for many years: The Woman with the Alabaster Jar (1993), The Goddess in the Gospels (1998), Mary Magdalene, Bride in Exile (2005), and the latest by Joan Morton and Margaret Starbird: 14 Steps to Awaken the Sacred Feminine (2009). Also the books by James Twyman, especially The Emissary of Light (1997) and The Secret of the Beloved Disciple (2000) are important to me. And Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code (2003).

It was in 1945 that the 13 papyruses, so called Dag Hammadi Library, were found in Egypt, among them the gospel of Filip. Also The gospel of Mary was found in Egypt. And in 1947 the Dead See scrolls were found at Quamran. Also the coptic text of Pistis Sophia was found. The papyrus that is now found is from the same time, about 400 A.d.

Here are some texts from these gospels.

The Gospel of Filip:

There were three who always walked with the Lord: Mary his mother and her sister and Magdalene, the one who was called his companion.

And the companion of the (Savior) is Mary Magdalene. (But Christ loved) her more than (all) the disciples (and used to ) kiss her (often) on her (mounth). The rest of the disciples were offended by it (and expressed disapproval).They said to him, ”Why do you love her more than all of us?” The Savior answered and said to them, ”Why do I not love you like her? When a blind man and one who sees are both together in darkness, they are no different from one another. When the light comes, then he who sees will see the light, and he who is blind will remain in darkness.

… Then Maryt wept and said to Peter, ”My brother Peter, what do you think? Do you think that I thought this up myself in my heart, or that I am lying about the Savior?” Levi answered and said to Peter, ”Peter, you have always been hot-tempered. Now I see you contending against the woman like the adversaries. But if the Savior made her worthy, who are you indeed to reject her? Surely the Savior knows her very well. That is why he loved her more than us.

The Gospel of Mary:

Peter said to Mary, ”Sister, we know that the Savior loved you more than the rest of women. Tell us the words of the Savior which you remember...which you know but we do not, nor have we heard them.” Mary answered and said, ”What is hidden from you I will proclaim to you.”

… When Mary had said this, she fell silent, since it was to this point that the Savior had spoken with her.

But Andrew answered and said to the brethren, ”Say what you wish to say about what she has said. I at least do not believe that the Savior said this for certainly these teachings are strange ideas.” Peter answered and said concerning these same things. He questioned them about the Savior, ”Did he really speak with a woman without our knowledge and not openly? Are we to turn about and all listen to her? Did he prefer her to us?”

Pistis Sophia:

Jesus, ”Where I shall be, there will be also my twelve ministers. But Mary Magdalene, John and the Virgin will tower over all my disciples and over all men who shall receive the mysteries in the Ineffable. And they will be on my right and on my left. And I am they, and they are I.”

Maria Magdalena and Jesus united the Feminine and the Masculine Christ in their Sacred Marriage.    Now the Feminine Divinity is being revealed for our mankind. Let our prayer be to Mother/Father for the balance of these energies. It will bring us joy, beauty and loving peace in our hearts. 

Margie
Lady Peace Minister

The Five Tibetian Rites

I give you for a change a picture story about the five Tibetan Rites: Exercices for Healing, Rejuvenation, and Longevity. In 1985 a book called ”The Ancient Secret of the Fountain of Youth” written by Peter Keller was published which for the first time fully described an exercise program for ”youthing”.This is an exercise program used by Tibetan monks to live long, vibrant and healthy lives.

They tell that there was a British officer who heard about a monastery of ”Fountain of Youth” where he went to live with the monks. When he returned after four years none of his friends recognised this 70-year old man, because he looked like a 35-40 years old man.

I believe this fully for I have found out in myself how my physical strenght has amazingly improved and I feel much younger. I have done these rites for several years having had, however, some periods that I could not do them, but every time I have started again.

Breathing is very important. Inhaling and exhaling deeply before and during the rites. For the first week do each exercise three times. Then increase the number of each exercise gradually on a weekly basis. 21 is the maximum of each exercise you should ever do.

I do only what I feel comfortable. I never force myself to do too much, the body knows what is good for it

My cousin Matti took these photos where I do these rites at my home. Matti also does these rites daily.

Rite 1

Stand erect with arms outstreched horizontal to the floor, palms facing down. Your arms should be in line with your shoulders. Spin around clockwise until you become slightly dizzy. Gradually increase number of spins from 1 spin to 21 spins.

BREATHING: Inhale and exhale deeply as you do the spins.

Rite 2

Lie flat on the floor, face up. Fully extendd your arms along your sides and place the palms of your hands against the floor, keeping fingers close together. Then raise your head off the floor tucking your chin into your chest. As you do this, lift your legs, knees straight, into a vertical position. If possible, extend the legs over the body towards your head. Do not let the knees bendd. Then slowly lower the legs and head to the floor, always keeping the knees straight. Allow the muscles to relax, and repeat.

BREATHING: Breathe in deeply as you lift your head and legs and exhale as you lower your head and legs.

Rite 3

The hands should be placed on the backs of your thigh m,uscles. Incline the head and neck forward, tucking your chin in against your chest. Then throw the head and neck backward, arching the spine. Your toes should be curled under through this exercise. As you arch, you will brace your arms and hands against the thights for support. After the arching return your boldy to an erect position and begin the rite all over again.

BREATHING: Inhale as you arch the spine and exhale as you return toan erect position.

Rite 4

Sitdown on the floor with your legs straight our in front of you and your feet about 12” apart. With the trunk of the body erect, place the palms of lyour hands on the floor alongside your buttocks. Then tuck the chin forward against the chest. Now drop the head backward as far as it will go. At the same time raise your body so that the knees bend while the arms remain straight. Then tense every muscle in your body. Finally let the muscles relax as you return to your original sitting position. Rest before repeating this Ritge.

BREATHING: Breathe in as you raise up, hold your breath as you tense the muscles, and breathe our fully as you come down.

Rite 5

Lie down with your face down to the floor. You will be supported by the hands palms down against the floor and the toes in the flexed position. Throughout this rite, the hands and feet should be kept straight. Starty with your arms perpendicular to the floor, and the spine arched, so that the body is in a sagging position. Now throw the head back as far as possible. Then, bending at the hoips, bring the bodly up into an inverted ”V”. At the same time, bring the chin forward, tucking it against the chest.

BREATHING: Breathe in deeply as you raise the boldy, and exhale fully as you lower the body.

(Instructions taken from the Internet).

I am no Tibetan monk. I have my own way of doing these Rites, never forcing my body, but always feeling comfortable with the exercises that I do. These Tibetan Rites are actually the only gymnastics or yoga practices that I have had endurance to do in my life. I love these Tibetan Rites, and I also love stick walking, skiing, swimming and a lof of dancing - everything that brings Great Joy!

Love and Blessings
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Margie Marketta Myllari

VENUS DANCING WITH THE SUN

From the window in front of me, I see two majestic old pines with their trunks and branches beautifully twisted as they bend to reach the sunshine. In the background I see the great river Teno, the boundary river between Finland and Norway, which is famous for its big salmons. I am lodging with other ladies in the Inn of Dreams, owned by Olavi Moilanen, the well-known interpreter and writer of books on dreams. This place is unbelievably gorgeous with its landscape, the surrounding terrain, and its old holy Sami ritual rock. It is located in Poroniemi (reindeer point), 17 km from Karigasniemi along the road Utsjoki to the north. The inn is a traditional, old log house.

The female figure of the the State of Finland looks similar to the statue of Lady Liberty which stands proudly in the harbor of New York City. On the crown chakra of the head of Lady Finland, where we are just now lodging, there are three holy mountains (or Ailigas as they are called in the original Sami language). They are called the Ailigas of Karigasniemi, Nuvvus, and Utsjoki, just like there are three Giza Pyramids in Egypt.

Maaritar Rantamaa (her name is Maarit, but she likes to be called Maaritar -tar referring to the female like -ess in English) who has moved from Tampere and now lives in Utsjoki, has invited us three ladies here to celebrate the transit of Venus with the Sun.

I brought with me the Emissary Wheel quilt, and we put it on the floor in the hall upstairs in front of the triangle window. As the altarpiece behind the window, we can see the River Teno and the fabulous pine trees. There are two painters among us,  Marja Pessi from Helsinki, now living in Ivalo, and Kristiina Alatalo from Tampere. Marja has brought a big, beautifully radiating painting, where a big, yellow rose radiates its Light to an earth bowl that two blue dolphins support. We put it on the opposite side, on the wall, as the other altarpiece. Under that we placed Maaritar's Maria statue and Globe. Beside this altar we placed Kristiina's painting 'Wise woman', where inside the pyramid there is sitting a woman with the Merkurius/Hermes stick in her hand. There are three golden triangles in the painting, like three pyramids in Giza – and three Ailigas in Utsjoki! Above the female figure, there is the white Dove of the Holy Spirit.

The dance of Venus with the Sun took place here in the North on Wednesday, the 6^th of June, after Midnight. We wanted to celebrate the transit in Utsjoki with the  local group of Ursa, the astronomical society. There were now three of us, Maaritar, her Sami boyfriend Niilo Johannes Rasmus, and myself, who went to celebrate the transit. We drove one hundred km to Utsjoki to participate in the Midnight Sun festival on the mountain of Annakurra.

The energies of the Mars planet, in the square to the Venus, had been quite strong and challenging. In our little group, some of us even rattled our horns. So Marja decided to leave us and return to her home in Ivalo. (In the name of Ivalo, the ...'valo' means the same as Light!) There by the great lake of Inari she wanted to enjoy the Light of Venus in her private peace. So our square became a triangle. Kristiina, as a balancing force, wanted to stay in the Inn of the Dreams, meditating at the Peace Wheel with the Peace Prayers and being connected with the other groups in Lapland, especially the group meditating on the holy mountain of Saana in Kilpisjarvi which is situated on the 'torch' of Lady Finland. Later on Kristiina told us that she had seen the Emissary Peace Wheel hovering above the whole area of Lapland.

We drove to Utsjoki, the top of Finland, and found the group of Ursa, the astronomical society, and many other interested people on the bank of Onnela (the bank of Joy!). We then started to climb to the peak of the nearby mountain Annakurra. Most of us did not know what was ahead of us. The path to the top was sheer and it felt like climbing a steep wall. I have never been in Annapurna in Himalaja, but this Annakurra was like that for me. I would not have managed without help. Maaritar took my felt (that I carried so as not to get cold at the top), a young lady, a Sami reporter, took my jacket, and Niilo took my rucksack. I might have reeled down, on the slippery path, if Niilo, the Guardian Angel, would not have taken a firm grip from my hand. I noticed that this climbing was almost too much for me. My heart and lungs protested firmly.

On top of Annakurra Juhani Harjunharja, the chairman of the astronomical society, placed a telescope towards the Sun and reflected the Sun on a big paper. The Sun was shining brilliantly with all its glory forming a double Sun, with one reflecting on the surface of the little lake of Kalkujoenlampi. It was a fabulous sight. Right after one o'oclock a little black spot was seen on the edge of the Sun, but not with our eyes, only through the telescope.

People were having a Venus party eating their food, sitting at the fire, and enjoying this beautiful  sight and silence. There was also a tent where people got more information of this heavenly transit by Kalevi Mursula, the professor of astronomy. A young Sami man was playing and singing in Sami language his own poems in a very gentle way. The atmosphere was very fascinating and I could sense the radiation of the Feminine Venus as a huge Light within and around me. Mother Maria Magdalena was present all the time.

After three o'clock Maaritar, Niilo and I left the others to continue their celebrating, and we started to drive back. This time we crossed the Saamibridge and drove back along the Norwegian side of the River Teno. When we had driven to Utsjoki, the Sun had shone brightly making the Finnish side golden, and now it shone making the Norwegian side golden. After four o'clock we stopped the car and went out to look at the Sun with our darkened glasses. It was about a quarter past 4 o'clock, and there it was: Venus as a clear black ball in the middle of the Sun! We bounced up and down and  danced on the road – even Niilo who does not consider himself a dancer! Only some curious reindeer by the road wittnessed our joy. Also present were three moose, two females with a little one.

We drove round the River Teno during the night. Earlier, on the previous day, we had been driving on Niilo's new boat on this same river. Niilo, a native Sami person, is such a warm genuine personality. In the name Niilo, the end 'ilo' means 'joy'. It is the right name for him!

What a splendid Nightless Night we had experienced. Exciting and unforgettable, when Venus danced and made us dance!

I asked other ladies to write about their experiences, too.

Kristiina: Venus celebrating

On Wednesday 060612 was the transit of Venus. The transit lasted altogether about seven hours and the Great moment at the latitude of Utsjoki was at 04:29. The transit of Venus was fully seen in Finland only in the nightless night of the north.

The transit always occurs in the cycles of eight years, and the next cycle will be in the years of 2117-2125. Then in 2117 the Era of Aquarius will actually start. The previous transit happened eight years ago 08.06.2004, and at that time I was celebrating the strong energies of Venus in the Vaasa archipelago.

Venus represents, besides love and among other things, our values and relationship to money. We can clearly see how these values have changed during this time from 2004 until 2012. In the esoteric meaning Venus represents our Solar Angel, our Soul Self that during the transit strongly radiates us its love and light, strengthening our Soul plan and our highest spiritual visions.

During the transit I was here in the Inn of Dreams, sitting at the Emissary Peace Wheel reading the Peace Prayers and meditating. The experience of the Oneness of everything and the communion  with my own Soul Family and Solar Angel was very strong. The Sun of the nightless night at the latitude of Utsjoki was an impressive experience as such. At the Great moment, I experienced a huge emanating of the Light and I saw how the Light from the Solar Angel went through the white center in the Emissary Peace Wheel, spreading all over and how the mystic figure of the Peace Wheel was hovering very big above Lapland.

The Rose of Venus
Venus forms during eight years when transiting around the Sun, a five-petal ROSE. When this geomertric figure is again complete, they say that Venus is reborn. So this 060612 transit also means the rebirth of Venus!

Maaritar:

On the day before the Holy Trinity, four ladies of the north gathered in the Inn of Miraculous Dreams by the great river, Deatnun, Teno in the land of the Sami Goddess Madderaka to observe in the sky the planet of love, Venus, merging with the Sun. And here we were in the Sami crown of Utsjoki, the very best place, when the Light dance lasted as long as seven hours!

Messages from Venus

”The Will of the Love Goddess”

Oh people, you all wonderful
each other love
cherish
carress

kiss
touch
each each enjoy
with all your heart
your body
love 

have fun
play
to one unite
each other as holy regard 

in all peace
in all love
in light
love
love
love 

 your heart open 

Oh people, you all wonderful
in all peace
in all love
gently smiling
each other 

cherish
caress 

in the name of
Mother
Daughter
and the Holy Body
A Mama 
 

Venus in our hearts
Margie
Lady Peace Minister 

Marketta Myllari
margie(at) mariamagdalena.fi
www.mariamagdalena.fi

ELI ELI LAMA SABAKHTANI

Eli, Eli, lama Sabakhtani
my God, my God,
how you me so glorify
that I am so much honored,
that you love me
take care of me
and lead me to be what
I Am

Easter roses on Margie’s table

According to the doctrine of the Church, Jesus is alleged to have said on the Cross:”Eli, Eli, lama Sabakhtani, why did you abandon me?” I am convinced (as many learned have also said) that this translation is wrong. I received this alternative text intuitively some years ago. Recently I added the four last lines to this prayer. Now it is my first prayer early in the morning, and last prayer in the evening.

For me, celebrating Easter has always been different from the Christian tradition. Since I was very young, I have disliked the doctrine of the Church. The sight of Jesus hanging on the Cross is still somewhat repulsive to me. I don't understand why the Church worships the suffering Jesus. It remains so, even though after Jesus's suffering, the Resurrection is overjoyed.

In Ruusu-Risti (the Finnish independent Rosicrucian Society) that I joined at the age of thirty, Easter has always been celebrated.  However, Good Friday has never been the focus of a suffering drama. There are festivities for many days, meetings, festive ceremonies, and matinees. And Jesus is very much present.

This year, during Easter Sunday and Monday, our weather was great all over the country, with the sun shining brightly.  I spent these days in the most beautiful tempel I know – in nature. There were many people skiing on the big river, and so was I. My connection to the 'upstairs' has always been a direct one.  I have not been interested in any kind of middlemen, no matter if they were clergymen or mediums. I discuss with spiritual beings as naturally as with physical persons. My conversations are personal, not any fortunetelling to anyone. I can contact them myself, or I am asked if I want to discuss something. Very often Maria Magdalena, Jeshua, my Energy family, or lately also Mother/Father/God/I Am have had conversations with me.

When I was skiing on the river Jesus or Jeshua, as his Aramean name is,wanted to converse with me about the Easter celebration. He told me that he does not like the way it is celebrated. The Christians crucify him every Easter. Year after year he is forced to suffer on the Cross, physically. It is some kind of masocistic need for Christians. Also Maria Magdalena, his wife is crucified into forgetting and defaming. Jeshua asked me to use these strong expressions, because the matter is very serious and distorts the real message of the Easter. His message is Resurrection and winning of the death. That is enough. Celebrating Easter is an old Jewish tradition, not set by Jesus.

Jeshua would not have been able to manifest to the world what He did without His Beloved Maria Magdalena. They formed a complete couple. They embodied the masculine and feminine Christ. These two Christ principles united within them into One Universal Christ. Together they brought Christ consciousness into the physical world, brought for the first time to mankind, to be within everyone's reach.

The Church created their own image of Jesus for their own purposes. Maria Magdalena was cleared away from the texts, except of those two cases that were difficul to distort because so many had managed to hear about them. Maria Magdalena at the Cross together with Jesus's Mother and Apostle John. And Maria Magdalena at the grave witnessing the resurrected Jesus. But as a witness she was not initially accepted. The nameless man was better than a woman with a name. So it was, and still is in many countries. All this rude distorting of the historical facts is depressing and sad. Yet the time is ripe for the truth finally to emerge. Now the old lies are crumbling and collapsing on those who present these lies. Nothing can hinder this happening.

After Easter, the weather suddenly warmed up and the temperature went near zero. Skiing was no longer fun. I met Mata, who was visiting my sister Riitta, and we decided to go to the sports center to swim when the others went to Ounasvaara to downhill ski. I found once again the water element and swimming. We enjoyed it so much that we decided to make a one-day trip to Levi mountain where they have a fine new hotel spa.

The weather the next day was not as good. It was misty and sleeting. I asked the angels to give us a sunny day. In Levi we first wanted to see the whole area from the top, and we drove to the panorama cafe. While driving up the mountain, the sun suddenly burst out. I said to the angels, that they should give us three signs and we would know that they were with us. At the top, Mata, fascinated by the surrounding mountains, took her camera and started to take pictures. Then the sun came out shining brilliantly again. The third time the angels brought us the sun was when we were in the spa, sitting in the outdoor jacuzzi admiring the ski slopes around us. The sun started to shine directly onto our faces. We couldn't help but laugh, enjoying and thanking the angels for their gift!

Inside the spa, in a little pool that had a beautiful ceramic bottom and water only up to mid-leg, I had an extraordinary experience. In the warm, shallow water I floated on my back and suddenly I had a feeling like floating in space without gravity. It was great! When in water I usually bless it. Our body is full of water and so the connection to water is quite natural. I bless the water around me and then spread the blessing to all waters, small and big, until the oceans are blessed as well. While swimming, it is easy to do. I know that it works. All blessing works. You just have to remember to do it. Also the blessing of people is important, particularly with people that are somehow difficult. The word 'sea' in Latin is mare and 'seas' is maria. The name Maria has connection to water and the Mother energy. I sensed that Mother Maria Magdalena was with us, and especially in the spa.

While we were driving back,  we saw an owl twice by our road. There are now lots of owls in this area, but we were truly surprised to see them so close. Half-way home we dropped in to see Pietari, my old schoolmate and good friend, who has returned to his home village. This former teacher of mathematics is now breeding reindeer and enjoys his life living in nature. Mata and I admired the spectacular panorama of the river Ounas from Pietari's windows, and enjoyed the delicious, golden cloudberries that he had picked himself. Mata,who lives near Tampere in southern Finland, was excited about everything she had seen and experienced during our day to the mountains.  

Gratitude and joy fill my heart. The world is so beautiful and people so kind and warm-hearted. Worth blessing is that it is also only an hour and half's drive from my home town to the nearest mountains, to Levi and to the Pyha/Luosto area. It is also worth blessing that there is no need to leave to go anywhere. Nature is on my threshold. I highly recommend blessing to everyone. It is a loving solution to any problem, to find peace of mind, and to live the inner, real life. 

With blessing and love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

The Goddesses of Light

Light has again returned from its resting place, the dark chamber. It floods forth from the early morning into your conscience when you open your eyes. I do not have curtains, for when I wake up I want to see the sky. Light has a miraculous effect. I was  born in late May when light at these latitudes – at the Arctic Circle – lasts almost through the day and night. When the Soul is born at the light time, it is easy for the Soul to assimilate the Light and remember where it comes from. We are born out of  Light, and each of us leaves for Light when our time is full. Everything in between is living with Light and its shadow. Without shadow we cannot realise Light. Everything that happens for us is this same interaction.

The month of April is the time when people here in Lapland wake up from winter's coldness like bears from their winter dens. Last weekend, ice skiing started on the rivers. The grand two rivers, Kemijoki and Ounasjoki, meet in the center of town and then flow together as the one river of Kemijoki down to the sea. The midday sun caresses the skier. The river is for the city dwellers, like a big living room where they get to meet each other. I live on a hill between to little lakes, Kirkkolampi and Harjulampi, not far from the city center. Both lakes flow to the river Kemijoki. It is easy to ski down to the river, and skiing on the flat smooth ice is a great joy. The surrounding rocky hills give clarity to the scenery as landmarks in the horizon. I rejoice often that I can live here in my own Soul scenery.

These last months I have lived a very healthy life. I started eating again macrobiotic organic health food. To get a good start, I went to Spain for a couple of weeks. My dear friend and health therapist Liisa Kinnunen lives the winter months in Fuengirola where she has rented an appartment. She  kindly invited me to stay with her. Liisa put me into her wonderful, holistic health care. She is a vegetarian and eats only macrobiotic organic food. She buys all food in the healthy stores and makes it in her kitchen. She does not eat meat, fish, dairy products, domestic grain (rye, corn, wheat etc) coffee or any additives. She is very particular about the sour/alkali balance of the food. Liisa's food is not only healthy but also very delicious and of wide variety. I got excited again about this kind of food that is very familiar to me. Ten years ago Liisa helped me to win breast cancer, and at that time this food was an important part of that win.

In the last few years I started little by little slipping from this ideal health food. And last year, after the fire in my apartment, this slipping from well-balanced food continued. All kinds of stresses started to have their effects on my health, and the breast tumors started to grow again. I was faced with many challenges, one after another (and still unsolved today is the mystery of my valuables that were taken by someone after the fire). Redecorating my home was quite a huge task. Luckily, I took off to have holidays in the sunny South to rid myself of these burdens. However, all the challenges you have to deal with and solve are still there when you get home.

A human being needs help, and it is wise to ask for help. Liisa's whole life has been helping other people in their sicknesses. She has a holistic view about health. It includes food, therapy, massages, peat cures, creams, oils, etc. Her products are high-quality, self-made; so is Liisa herself. She is no doctor but has many doctors as her clients. What a lady, she is 75 and looks 55! Liisa also has a Bemer-set that helps with healing (www.bemergroup.com). I purchased this wonderful Bemer-set and have used it now for four months.

My body has started to recover. Skiing on the river ice has also given me more strength. Skiing has helped me often in the past. It was about 25 years ago, when I lived with my husband here in Rovaniemi and we were building our home.  I worked as a teacher at the Commercial College, and my husband Jussi (he was 33 years older than me) was very fragile and living his last year. We were both very near the point of moving to the other dimension. Then came spring, sunshine and skiing. At that time I skied on Ounasvaara, the rocky hill near our home. Suddenly, I woke up as from a dream, and my strength recovered miracuously. It was thanks to skiing, nature and fresh air in the beautiful surroundings.  The same goes today, and now I can add that food is a vital factor in keeping one healthy.

My friend Maaritar recently visited me on her skiing holiday. I have known Maaritar since I lived in Tampere. Maaritar studies at the Lap Institute in Inari up in the North. She is fond of Lapland and has found her new home there. Maaritar writes Goddess Poetry. Here is one from her collection 'Dancing Goddess'.

(my free translation)

AGAIN DANCE GODDESSES      by Maaritar Rantamaa

far in the north
in the land of ladies
again dance goddesses   
under the brightly
sparkling Pole Star 

unveiling their veils
baring their faces
spreading their hair
to be admired by all 

far in the north
in the land of ladies
again dance love goddesses
on the skin of mother earth
in the warmth of father sun
embraced by brother wind
and sister rain 

shining
radiating
as stars in darkness
loving everything
they meet
tenderly 

passionately
forever 

In Light all ladies dance as Light Goddesses. We have the right to dance that we have had forever, and we know that. Yes, we are free from all chains of guilt and shame that were once thrust upon us. We no longer resign ourselves to living in the shadow, for the Light shines through and above everything, changing our lives forever to the real. 

With Light's Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Spiritual politics

Warm thanks to Paavo for his great presidential campaign! Although he did not win (he almost did!), he gave his great contribution to the presidential debate and brought up new topics.

Paavo Vayrynen has created a new concept in Finland, 'spiritual politics'. It is opposite of materialism which has found its end in Europe and all over the world. Instead of wearing ourselves out by consuming more and more, buying all kinds of novelty/junk products that we do not need and that covers as waste our beautiful globe, we need to find new dimensions in our lives; to find our inner spiritual essence. We need to become openhearted and courageous in our lives, and not to run slavishly as others command. A human has the right to be an independent thinker. That is why we all have brains that we can learn to draw our own conclusions and decide what is wise and suitable for us. Only courageous, broadminded people can lead humanity forward.

Peace and love,
Margie

Maria Magdalena's Politics

The sun is just starting its glorious sunrise in the horizon. Two of my windows face the South and the window of my Study faces the East. I had received remarkable insights and messages during the month of November. Today’s message is this:”Be open and courageous.  Share what Mother Maria Magdalena wants you to share.  Share that Mother Maria Magdalena supports Paavo Vayrynen as the next President of Finland.”

This morning I watched a TV interview with Paavo Vayrynen. There was again one of those strong impetuses, for myself, on how to act. I had just been pondering the theme of my next article for the Soul's Mirror magazine (the title usually comes first, then I go to the computer and directly write the article).

It was the second of September when I took my usual stick-walk alongs the riverside. Mother Maria Magdalena contacted me, as She often does, and said simply: ”Write an article about Paavo Vayrynen”.  I reacted: What! Should I write about a politican?!  I was amazed with Her request, and I repeated and repeated this question to Her.  The next day, on Saturday, my sisters Eeva and Helena came to visit me, and I laughingly shared with them what had happened, what I had been directed to do by Mother Maria Magdalena and shared laughingly this odd request. To my great surprise, my sisters urged me to write the article!  After their visit, I went to the computer and wrote a short text and sent it to the papers. It was soon published in two of the local papers (Sept. 9 and 22).

Paavo's wife Vuokko gets the issue of the Soul's Mirror from Margie

Paavo Vayrynen and Margie

Paavo, Eemeli's Son Vayrynen, for President

We, the Finnish people, need Paavo to be our next President.  Listed below are a few reasons to support this statement:

He is by far the most experienced and distinguished politician of our present time. As a young politican, he has had the great priviledge of seeing and influencing the affairs of Finland.

The fact that he was so close to President Kekkonen, and within the Administration for years as a minister of various departments, gives him an excellent background and resume of experience. As a foreign minister, he also learned and worked with foreign politics. He also knows that one can learn from one's own mistakes. He has never given up, even when he has been knocked down heavily many a time, he has always surfaced the better for it. It is a skill that few, not to speak of politicians, have.

Paavo is a resident of Lapland, who appreciates his country and the countryside, and wants to keep it alive. He comes from a farm family and he respects Mother Earth and her products. His roots are deep in the agricultural culture of northern Finland. His father, Eemeli (who passed away recently), received a patent for an invention at the age of 101 years. There is a lineage of learning and innovation in Paavo's genes. He does not stagnate, but always seeks new alternatives to serve the people and the highest good of our country.

Paavo has built a folk high school in Keminmaa (by the river Kemijoki, about 100 km south from Rovaniemi) where his family farm is located. He also built a small chapel there. The chapel, with its beautiful paintings by Juhani Palmu - the famous painter, is quite unique. It resonates Mother Maria's energy with charming female figures. You can sense that the builder of the chapel has been influenced by deeply spiritual inspirations.

As a Peace Minister I also appreciate Paavo's broadmindedness and tolerance concerning the matters of faith. I myself have dreamed, and visualized for many years, a small Peace Chapel for the Santa Claus's village at the Arctic Circle here in Rovaniemi. This chapel would be open for all kinds of faiths, beliefs and traditions that contribute to the peaceful coexistence of all people. I hold this vision in my heart as this Peace Chapel would welcome visitors from around the world with open arms and hearts, making them feel and know that they are welcome here.

I see Paavo as a Peacemaker, greatly qualified to serve as our next President, and a man who also has the qualifications necessary to succeed in matters of peace. What more could we ask for?

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Maarita, a friend of mine whom I know from the time when I used to live in Tampere, visited while passing thru on her way to Tampere. She is studying at the Saami Institute of Inari in northern Finland. She is a real 'Goddess fan', and writes poems about the theme 'TAR'. Tar is the old ending meaning the same as 'ess' in English, like goddess, seamstress, etc. (I myself use the title 'rauhanpapitar' meaning 'Lady Peace Minister). Maarita calls herself today 'Maaritar'. When I told Maaritar about Paavo Vayrynen, she got enthusiastic and told me that she has always been a Paavo fan. We laughed and had a good time together sharing that 'all the ladies of Finland will support Paavo.'

Then Paavo (as he is called so widely) came to Rovaniemi on his campaign tour on November 12, and of course I went to hear him.  When I arrived, it was the coffee break after the party meeting.  This is what happened:  I walked, as if pulled by a magnet to his table in this large room, and I sat right beside him. I greeted him and we shared some small conversation. We then all went to listen to his speech in the Hall. I sat amazed and could not believe my ears! It was like I myself was speaking. I could agree with him in almost everything! After his speech, some of the people present were responding to his speech. At first I did not know if I should say anything, then suddenly, before it concluded, I found myself rising up. I just stood up and started speaking (as a teacher I am very good and also comfortable with speaking). The words I spoke flowed fluently. I said that if he had convinced me (who has never been interested in politics and is not a member of any party) to support him, ALL THE WOMEN IN FINLAND WILL SUPPORT HIM.        The man beside me said ”What a woman you are; so courageous, and so much energy!” I received much applause, and the ladies especially seemed to like what I had said. I wrote another article and sent it to the local papers:                                 

Spiritual Growth Instead of Economical Growth

Spiritual growth replaces the ecomonical growth. This is what the 'heavyweight class' politican Paavo Vayrynen told in his speech in the presidential election campaign here in Rovaniemi. Really!

For the first time in my life I support a politican in public. The whole speech was the same kind that I could speak myself. Here are some of his themes:

The mankind cannot afford the continuous economical growth. It will unavoidably lead to a catastrophy.

We must spare the natural resources and get the renewable natural resources to a sustainable level.

The living countryside is important for all of us and it is to our mutual benefit.

The new set of values presupposes that economical growth will be substituted by spiritual growth. We must create a new world of values where spiritual values are given priority. The change of the values and the communal life are necessary for the mankind to survive.

The president needs to be a value leader who pays attention especially on justice and providing for those who are less fortunate in their living.

If our new president is so broadminded, tolerant and compassionate to his fellow people, he is the best president that Finland in these days needs. Not to forget his great experience and skills as a statesman!

In all my articles, also for the local newspapers, I have used the title 'rauhanpapitar' meaning 'Lady Peace Minister' (Pappi means Priest and Papitar Priestess). I have been very tenacious in this respect, and do not mind if some of my writings have not been published because of this. I have always wanted to emphasize in my articles the importance of the Divine Feminine, the Magdalene Flame which was revealed by Maria Magdalena, the beloved wife of Jeshua. The same Maria who was once rudely set aside by the Church, and reputed to be a whore. This has disgraced all women until today. There is now, however, a renewed strength and wisdom within us as men and women to forgive and bless everything and everyone.

May Mother Maria Magdalena bless all of us during this Christmas time. May peace and love prevail in all of our hearts.

With Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

LOVABLE SOLUTION – PEACE

The midday sun gilds the landscape before me with its rays. The lake is now frozen; the rains are gone and winter has started. It was just the day before yesterday that I had taken the geraniums downstairs to the washing room and put them on the windowsills. Here they will delight the people of our house, with their beauty, before settling down to their winters sleep.

I am having a similar feeling to that of climbing to the peak of a mountain; the scenery suddenly widens and the light is flooding into my soul. This is the jubilee time of Light. Tomorrow is the Scorpio full moon, and this Friday the magical date 11.11.11. I have always passed over these kind of numbers, the reason being that I consider all days uniquely special. However, the body knows when something is happening. The energy flow is strong, and the connection to the higher frequencies is lively as it is with the space traveller.

Heavier sensations fall off like old clothing. For me, this is a realization that I have been in a continuous purification process, quite concretely. I have been present in situations that have tested my strength and my faith;  tested me as to how to act when one feels that their confidence and trust has been missused;  when you pray and pray, and you don't seem to find any answer. Those who walk on the spiritual path set high demands for themselves, and often with good reason. They know that this physical world is illusion; that in Reality nothing has ever happened that shaked God and your connection to the Unity. God does not see, feel or know when I 'fall'. When my frequency drops into the heavy energies of the Earth, I am at that moment invisible to God. I always feel that this is most embarrassing, but this is also relieving for I also know that in reality it never happened.

As I was praying for what kind of attitude I should take as to a tricky situation facing me (which I was robbed after my house fire by someone I thought was being kind in her helpfullness), Mother Maria Magdalena gave me two words: LOVABLE SOLUTION.

I started blessing this situation and the persons, myself included, that are included in this chain of events. Every time when the matter occurs to my mind, I say aloud or silently: God bless you. Every time when I feel anguished for something, I say these words. There is a piece of paper above my home altar ” Lovable Solution Peace”.

When I was browsing through my papers, one little note bounced forth. I received these words  during a silent moment years ago when I lived in my little red house in Tampere.

Eli, Eli, lama Sabakhtani
My God, my God
How you brighten me so
How such a glory
Is possible to come to me

Forgiving is that miraculous magic that reveals from the depths of the mind and sets the matters in such frames that I can get free from them. It is possible that I have agreed with some person from  my previous life that we will teach each other in this life; sometimes in a very challenging way. When we have received the lesson and understood it, we can free ourselves from that situation and that person. By blessing, being thankful for the lesson, and saying: everything is forgiven; we can each continue on our path in peace and love.

I can use these words:
I forgive everything and everyone who ever opposed me. I forgive all those whose name arouses in me bitterness or hostile feelings. I forgive myself. I am not predestined a hard fate – not by God nor by other people – I do it myself. I was born on this earth to learn to forgive. Forgiving is a spiritual attitude. It enables me to heal my sickness. It is developing. It is able to make a mourning person joyful, removing all the obstacles between my lower and higher selves. It gives me room for my real self.

I have thought about receiving healing for myself, and healing others as well. I took Reiki courses twenty years ago and I have given energy healings. After the fire in my appartment I have not felt it necessary to purchase a new healing table.  It is no longer needed, nor is healing with laying on of the hands. Touching is no longer necessary. It can even hinder the progress of the healing if the energies are not in harmony.

I have very seldom in my life wanted to meditate with a group. I just have felt uncomfortable in a group. It was like my heart was not beating at the same pace. Now I know that nobody can be forced into the energy of other people, or to a close contact. In the same way, it is no  longer necessary to communicate as much by phone, as connecting now comes often through telepathy. The healing process also can happen without touching. Jesus said, Blessed are those who do not see, and they believe. Faith is the key word in getting healed, and in healing others. Your faith is going to heal you!

The healing power of this new era is Faith, Hope and Love. Surrendering to the healing strength of Love. Trusting with Hope in your heart, and feeling Gratitude that embraces everything and everyone.

Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Spiritual Growth Instead of Economical Growth

”Spiritual growth replaces the ecomonical growth”. Really! This is what the 'heavyweight class' politican, Paavo Vayrynen, shared with us in his speech during the presidential election campaign here in Rovaniemi.

For the first time in my life, I publically support a politican. The entire speech was written and spoken with words that I completely align with. Here are some of his themes:

- Mankind cannot afford continuous economical growth. It will unavoidably lead to catastrophy.

- We must spare natural resources and get renewable natural resources to a sustainable level.

- A living countryside is important for all of us, and it is to our mutual benefit.

- A new set of values presupposes that economical growth will be substituted by spiritual growth. We must create a new world of values where spiritual values are given priority. A change of values and communal life are necessary for the survival of mankind.

- The President needs to be a value leader who pays special attention to justice and the providing for those who are less fortunate.

If our new, future President, is so broadminded, tolerant and compassionate for his fellow people, I believe Paavo Vayrynen is the best President that Finland can hope for in these times.  Of course, keeping in mind as well, his extended experience and skill as a Statesman!

Marketta Myllari
Lady Peace Minister

Pythagoras and the Prisoner of Patmos

Greetings from the islands of Samos and Patmos in the Aegean See! It was a quick decision to leave again. When I let things simply happen, I feel there is more of a flow for me.

The isle of Samos’s distance from Turkey is only by 1.2 km at its narrowest point. The midlands of the island are mountainous and abundant with forests and rich flora. This is in thanks to Hera (the goddess of fertility) who according to Greek mythology was born on the island.

The main city of Samos, by the sea, has a charming view upon a high hill where the road runs through it. I stayed, however, in a little town called Pythagorion. Its name comes from Pythagoras, who was born there.  However,  it was not until the 1950's that the town realised the value of this name.  Prior to then it was named Tighani.

Pythagorion is a small town with 3000 residents.  It has a beautiful harbor, and in its background you can see the high peaks of Turkey. The hotel in which I stayed was an old-style beautiful home. Its colrs were of pastel shades.  Even the wooden furniture and the doors in the rooms were the same color.  It suited me well for pink has been my color this summer. Also, the universal feminine color of pink is the perfect color right now. The sea was only 20 metres away, so it was easy to go for a swim and sunbathe.  Even the weather was great, with the late summer unusually hot. 

The history of the Greek islands goes back thousands of years.  The invaders and pirates have always attacked them and subdued the people, controlling them. That is why many monasteries were built inland so that they could not be seen from the sea.

In the harbour of Pythagorion there is an imposing statue of Pythagoras, who stands there with his finger upwards pointing to some kind of bulb hanging above. In his left hand he has a triangle. The statue is covered with mathematical formulas and geometric designs.

Pythagoras was born on the island approximately 600 years before Christ. At the same time Buddha lived Buddha in India, the last Zarathustra lived in Persia, and Konfutse and Laos in China. Mankind received quite a tremendous spiritual impact at one time. In Greek, the name of Pythagoras means 'the collector of information' or 'the enlightened teacher'. Pythagoras travelled a lot. In Egypt he was ordained into the school of mysteries.  He also traveled in Kaldea and India, adding spiritual knowledge to his wisdom. When Pythagoras returned to his home island Samos, he found out that it was ruled by the tyrant Polykrates. This ruler did not tolerate his teachings and very soon Pythagoras was exiled from the island.

Afterwards, Pythagoras settled down in Croton in southern Italy, also known as Magna Graecia, where he established his school (his ideal society) for which he has become renowned. There students gathered from all over the known world. Pythagoras convinced the senate and the thousand-man council of Croton, to build him a magnificent marble building outside of town. There his students were taught either 'eksoterical' or 'esoterical' depending on the level of their lessons. There were both men and women among the students. At the entrance there was a statue with the writing ”Procul profani”- meaning 'impure ones stay away'. One of the 'impure' gentleman who was not accepted as a student, started a campaign to defame the school. This resulted in the devastation of the entire community. Many students were killed or exiled. Pythagoras' s ideal society existed for forty great years and left a great impact on mankind.

Pythagoras had 71 Golden verses that were the main themes of his lectures. They are well known, and they include both practical and divine virtues. Among others; ”Respect everything, and most of all, yourself”. Beauty was important and it was present in every way, but it was mathematics that was the dearest subject for Pythagoras. All students today know the triangle of Pythagoras. And Pythagoras also explained how the triangle is formed from ten commas. It is holy, because by meditating on it a person can understand the harmony of the world, ”the music of the spheres”. The comma is the beginning of all existence. When it moves, it makes a line, and in the line must be at least two commas; when the line moves, it makes a surface that has at least three commas.  When the surface moves, it makes a piece that has at least four commas. The whole world is concealed into four commas; and when these four commas move it creates cosmos.

I also made a boat trip to visit Patmos, the isle of the Apocalypse. It is held as the holiest island of Greece because it holds the sacred cave of the Apocalypse. There, John the Evangelist experienced his God-inspired visions, which culminated in his writing The Revelation, last of the books in the Bible. These horrible visions have caused, and they still cause, wild speculations.

The cave was quite unique in shape, and there were many paintings telling about the holy visions. I sat on the bench for a while and was happy that there were only a few people there. I felt peace in my heart. There was nothing fearless in the cave, no horrible visions disturbed me. Quite soon I received a connection with Mother Maria Magalena. She spoke to me, as always, about peace and love. She also spoke about my own work, and especially about my writings that are important. Suddenly, I remembered the books by Nick Bunick, alias Apostle Paul, ”In God's Truth” and ”Time for Truth”.

Back at home I found ”in God's Truth” on my bookcase (among the few books remaining after the fire). This book was miracuously saved, quite readable, and only a little bit dirty.

Nick Bunick explains everything in a different way. The person who saw the horrible visions was not St. John the Evangelist, but another man having the name as John. He writes, pp. 137-138:

”The author of these writings was imprisoned in a Roman penal colony on the barren rocky Greek island of Patmos. The man's name was John, not to be confused with the apostle John who had died by this time and was buried in Ephesus. This man knew that he would never see his family again. He would die in that prison. His crime? He was a Jewish Christian. The book was written near the end of the first century A.D., during the time of the Emperor Domitian, who was known for his brutal persecution of the Christians. The Emperor Domitian was often referred to as the Beast or the Harlot, and the city of Rome was built on seven hills. It was also known as Babylon, because of its depravity.

In reading the Book of Revelations, I sit in puzzlement, and yes, in intellectual anger. How could any person who is old enough and educated enough to have learned to read, interpret the writings of this justifiably bitter and sad man to represent anything other than his hopes and prayers that the world was going to be punished during his lifetime, not nineteen hundred years later....”

On the top of the mountain, above the cave of the Apocalypse, there is the Monastery of St. John, built around 1000 AD. The monastery complex consists of buildings built in different periods. It sits on five different levels and has the form of a boat with its bow pointing towards Ikaria.The enclosed entrance yard is fortified with toothed ramparts and towers for use against pirate raids, and its main gate is fortified and secured with a great bolt. The whole area is huge with its church, museum, library and other buildings. There are still monks living in this old monastery. The view down to the harbour and town is breathtaking.

St.Paul who lives nowadays and uses the name Nick Bunick, has given a different view to the history of the time of Jeshua. He writes very clearly in his books how things were distorted and explained for the benefit of those in power. Paul and Jeshua knew each other from their youth and they were close friends for ten years until Jeshua died. Also, many other writings in the Bible come to a new light. St. Luke was born after Jeshua's death and he wrote his own stories as being an eyewitness. ”Who ever does not hate his father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters, even life itself, cannot be my disciple”. According to Paul, Jeshua never made those remarks. That was not how Jeshua felt, that was how Luke felt about his own life.

According to Paul/Nick Bunick it is time for people, who profess to be the teachers of God's messages, to stop preaching their fear, despair, gloom, and their false words in the name of God (as is done in the Book of Revelation).

It is not the end of the world that is coming. It is the beginning of a new world. A world filled with love and compassion. A new era with new energies. We are already living in this time. And that is the reason why Feminine Divinity is now present so strongly. We are all invited to do this work, with courage and a loving heart. The peace within us radiates and expands.  As it does so, it increases the peace in all of the world.

Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Paavo, Eemeli's Son Vayrynen for President

We, the Finnish people, need Paavo to be our next President.  Listed below are a few reasons to support this statement:

He is by far the most experienced and distinguished politician of our present time. As a young politican, he has had the great priviledge of seeing and influencing the affairs of Finland.

The fact that he was so close to President Kekkonen, and within the Administration for years as a minister of various departments, gives him an excellent background and resume of experience. As a foreign minister, he also learned and worked with foreign politics. He also knows that one can learn from one's own mistakes. He has never given up, even whe he has been knocked down heavily many a time, he has always surfaced the better for it. It is a skill that few, not to speak of politicians, have.

Paavo is a resident of Lapland, who appreciates his country and the countryside, and wants to keep it alive. He comes from a farm family and he respects Mother Earth and her products. His roots are deep in the agricultural culture of northern Finland. His father, Eemeli (who passed away recently), received a patent for an invention at the age of 101 years.  There is a lineage of learning and innovation in Paavo's genes. He does not stagnate, but always seeks new alternatives to serve the people and the highest good of our country.

Paavo has built a folk high school in Keminmaa (by the river Kemijoki, about 100 km south from Rovaniemi) where his family farm is located. He also built a small chapel there. The chapel, with its beautiful paintings by Juhani Palmu - the famous painter, is quite unique. It resonates Mother Maria's energy with charming female figures. You can sense that the builder of the chapel has been influenced by deeply spiritual inspirations.

As a Peace Minister I also appreciate Paavo's broadmindedness and tolerance concerning the matters of faith. I myself have dreamed, and visualized for many years, a small Peace Chapel for the Santa Claus's village at the Arctic Circle here in Rovaniemi. This chapel would be open for all kinds of faiths, beliefs and traditions that contribute to the peaceful coexistence of all people. I hold this vision in my heart as this Peace Chapel would welcome visitors from around the world with open arms and hearts, making them feel and know that they are welcome here.

I see Paavo as a Peacemaker, greatly qualified to serve as our next President, and a man who also has the qualifications necessary to succeed in matters of peace.  What more could we ask for?

Marketta Myllari
Lady Peace Minister

The Unbearable Lightness of the Alternatives

The evening sun mirrors on the surface of the lake. The scenery is familiar, but now I see it directly in front of me in a new way. My desk used to be in the window corner.  Everything in my home is now arranged in a new way, in new frames, hugged by new energies.

My evacuation after the fire in my apartment lasted almost four months. Initially, it was not at all clear if I was to return to this apartment, or not. The threshold to come back was unexpectedly high. I had already gotten used to being free, with my most important things travelling with me in my car.

But so it is in this life that you have to face your challenges and undergo all the obstacles.
You cannot overcome without looking after all the things and goods that come your way. If you want to receive your insurance reimbursement/indemnity, you have to dive into the depths, and go through the sooty goods taken to the container after the fire, and itemize all your goods/things. The hardest work was with my books. I had hundreds of them, some quite valuable. They had to be sorted through many times, and most had to be discarded; a few are still on my balcony to be aired longer due to the smell of smoke. Luckily Helena, a good friend of mine, offered her assistance to research their value. I could not have had the energy to do that and I am so grateful for her.

At the moment, my love for books seems to have shifted. I despise the smell of smoke, and books and papers absorb the smell of fire like a sponge. What  books have I missed? Not any novels. I miss my study books, those with my own remarks on the margins of the pages. For instance, the study book of Kalevala, the Finnish Epic, is one of my dearest. My dear husband, Jussi, was a great Kalevala expert and he held a three-year Kalevala study group for our Rosicrucian friends, Kauno and Sinikka, and myself. A couple of words in the margin remind me of Jussi's lessons. Now the book reeks of smoke, but I have not been able to throw it away. I still hope that airing it out will help. I have sprinkled esoteric oils on the books. The same goes with my copy of  ”Lady with the Alabaster Jar”. It is full of my own translations and remarks. The old books of fairy tales from my childhood are also dear to me, and I have not thrown them away.

My home is now new and purified. Am I also? What have I experienced and learnt? My mind has gone through the roller coaster of up and down, sometimes even into the depths. There have been also hard times. My physical body has been tested under heavy pressure, tiredness and even sickness. When all the routines disappear, how to cope? I have often spoken in my talks that our routines can be obstacles. But there are all kinds of routines. I have found out that they are valuable, too. It is not until last week that I started again the Five Tibetan Rites in the morning. They just were left/discontinued, as were some of my other good routines. And so it is that these simple practices, and my hiking with my walking stick, have been the basis of my good conditioning each day. In cases like these, getting back into the routine is a great blessing.

When writing this, His Holiness the Dalai Lama is visiting Finland. His picture took up a whole page in the local newspaper, Lapin Kansa, with the title ”He responds to your smile”. And so it really is. You cannot help loving Dalai Lama. I am happy that my copy of his book ”The Art of Happiness”, after being aired out, is again pure and readable. The book is full of my underlines.

Here is a little extract:

”Every day we are faced with numerous decisions and choices. And try as we may, we often don't choose the thing that we know is 'good for us'. Part of this is related to the fact that the 'right choice' is often the difficult one – the one that involves some sacrifice of our pleasure.”

The most exciting happening of this summer for me was the Ninth LuostoClassic Concerts on the mountain Luosto. Its Main Concert this year was outdoors on the slope of Ukko-Luosto. It was an incredible experience. Even last summer the Concert with huge brass bells was a stunning one. This summer it involved several pianos, a pianomania they called it. There were six grand pianos outdoors and seven concert pianists playing; along with a big orchestra, of course. There was a picture in the paper of a large grand piano being taken up the deep slope; simply incredible! The classical music and a certain craziness, the miraculous harmony of old and new, and the majestic mountain surrounding you. There was a piano playing above your head, on the right and the left side, and in front of you on the outdoor stage.  The weather was great and the sun was shining, as always, during the Main Concert. It would not have been possible in the rain with six grand pianos exposed in the open air.

I love driving to the mountains. I went by myself and enjoyed it very much. I saw a lot of reindeer, even on the road; small fawns with their mothers. When driving I always make Archangel Michael's crosses in front, behind and right and left sides. Guarding yourself and all others, people and animals on the road, is essential. I was so pleased with the day that in the evening I decided to go dancing with some friends, 70 kilometers South, where there is a nice outdoor dancing place. The day was great. My soul and my body got the refreshment that I needed.

How have I survived? In the mornings when waking up I have prayed to Mother/Father/Creator, the Holy Spirit to give me courage and energy to live in this physical world. I have been in continuous contact with Mother Maria Magdalena and prayed that She continues to guide me. Being Her instrument is the most wonderful thing that I know. I feel that this writing is a natural way for me. I am grateful that my laptop was not damaged in the fire, and that all my files were saved. This shows me that I am guarded and that my continued writing is desired.

Peace of mind and love of heart together create miracles. With these you can manage even when the challenges seem almost overwhelming. Surrender, Trust and Gratitude work in practice;  as I experienced with the hardships of the fire these past several months. Learning is essential.
Love is behind everything.

Margie
Lady Peace Minister

KILPISJARVI, CYPROS AND CRETE

Cretan poet
Nikos Kazantzakis:       (free translation)

You must go to the wide world
and see lands and seas
and people and ideas
and see everything as
for the first time,
and see long.

Then you must close your eyes
and feel, how these riches
emerge from you
when the time has filtered them
in its thin-eyed strainer
and your own joys and sorrows
find their way further away.

I spent the First of May in Kilpisjarvi. I left Levi with its mountains and Hotel Spa the day before the First of May, as the big celebrations occurring there (with lots of people) did not attract me. Without giving it much thought, I packed my car and headed up towards the northwest, near the Norwegian border. I found an accommodation at the old Hotel Kilpis, actually the only hotel there, rich with its traditions. The hotel has a gorgeous location by Lake Kilpisjarvi. They still have a lot of snow in the north in May, and even in June. It was wonderful to ski on the lake. Saana, the Holy Mountain, has a unique shape and is present all the time when you ski on the lake which is five kilometres long.

Most of the time I skied by myself, as other skiers usually went on a whole-day trip to the border monument of three states: Finland, Sweden and Norway. For me it would have been too long and I preferred to enjoy the sights of the lake surrounded by Saana and other high peaks.

The sun was shining radiantly, and I could easily sense the holiness of the surroundings. Especially  the mountain Saana was present all the time. I was in the Divine energy flow of Mother Maria Magdalena. I lived at NOW and forgot totally about the fire in my apartment; which was my intention.

Five days of skiing brought miracles in my being. Refreshed and glad I headed again southwards. I drove in the sunshine and avoided the snow flurries coming the next day. Five hours later, in Levi, I enjoyed swimming and bathing in the beautiful spa. Snow had changed into water. I thanked and blessed the water element and sensed the healing touch of it within me.

My 'suitcase living' changed when I settled down in Rovaniemi and spent one week with my little sister Riitta, in her beautiful house by the water, and saw my other sisters and relatives that care so  much for me.

It was my original intention to celebrate my birthday in May and have a party in my apartment. Now with no apartment the situation was different. I happened to see in the paper a direct flight to the island of Cyprus. That's it! I tried to get my sister Helena to join me but she was too busy with her garden, so I decided to go by myself. I took one suitcase with me and left the other one in the car that I had parked in Riitta's place.

Cypros was new for me. The excursion around the island was great even if the best of the blooming was over and the weather hot. At night there had been a sand storm from the Sahara, and everything was covered with yellow sand. I wondered how people could drive their cars with the windows so dirty, without cleaning their cars, but they most likely were waiting for the storms to continue. People here in the north do not always understand that there may be reasons like this for not cleaning so often.

Cypros is divided into two parts, the Cypriot and Turkish parts. The city of Nikosia is divided, too. It is easy to go to the other side, and there is no conflict going on; it looks peaceful. But, nevertheless, young men in Cypros have a two-year service in the army, and you can see them overall.

The divided city of Nikosia reminded me of another once divided city, Berlin, that I visited when I was working as an exchange student in Frankfurt am Main. I ran alone in the rain along the famous street Unter den Linden. I had lost my fellow students when trying to buy some stamps. I was afraid. Everything in the city was gloomy; the students in the cafe sat silent with depressive look. Luckily it has changed now, and Berlin is no more divided.

My flight was to Pafos, but my hotel was in Limassol. I wanted, however, to visit Pafos, because of St. Paul. It was quite a day with two buses, running in Pafos without a clear plan, and the weather being very, very hot. Nobody seemed to know where the place of St. Paul was (the pole where he had been whipped with 40 lashes). It happened when he came to the city and started preaching. Afterwards, the Governor of the city converted into Christianity and Pafos was the first city in the world reigned by a Christian leader.

In places like Crete, there are so many historical sites with monuments and archaeological excavations that the local people are not very interested in the sites – not the young ones I had met.

The place with the lashing pole that I had been searching for was actually not far from the harbour, but it was hidden behind old lanes. When I finally got there, I spent a good while just sitting on the bench in silence. I could sense the presense of St. Paul. For me it is strange that it was not until I had read the books of Nick Bunick, that St. Paul has come close to me and touched my soul. In some mystical way I have a connection with him now – perhaps because I have read his books and also written about them. The day in Pafos was worth all trouble, and I feel now that it was one of the reasons why I was sent to Cypros.

After Cypros I spent four days with my sister Riitta, resting and wondering what was next. I discovered that next was flying to Crete! I found in Lapin Kansa, our newspaper, that there still were tickets available for their readers' trip. I got the last ticket – and it was again obvious for me what I was to do! I am now used to living without planning anything, to live in the NOW.               

I had visited Crete ten years ago, and had also visited Knossos and the great historical sites there. But I had not seen the city of Hania. I now fell in love with this city and especially with its old historical Venetian harbour surrounded by the most beautiful, centuries-old buildings painted with all possible pastel colours. There I met a philosopher in his cafe. His name is George and he sat in front of his cafe. Classical music from inside led me there. We started a conversation like old friends. There were no other people in his cafe as the restaurant in front of his cafe had built an ugly shed facing his cafe. So George had lost most of his view to the see. Illegal, said George, but they have more money! He shared with me how he had been born and raised in that neighborhood. He was sad, and looked sad, when telling this. We then discussed many topics: the economic situation of the EEC, the world situation, philosophies, religions, etc. We agreed in all themes. The next day when my excursion was cancelled I went again to Hania and saw George sitting in his cafe. I was happy to greet him again. You never know whom you meet! You have a connection with someone in half an hour and feel very close to that person. Actually, it is no wonder, as we are all connected with each other. We are literally ONE.

Both in Cypros and Crete I enjoyed swimming in the sea, walking the beach, sunbathing, and meeting people. In Cypros I celebrated my birthday in a beautiful restaurant with wonderful people from Rovaniemi that I did not know before. The waiters brought me a birthday cake, sang Happy Birthday and enjoyed the party with us. In Crete there was a late spring, so the flowers were now in full bloom.

Why these trips? Why was I sent to Cypros and Crete? When I look at the map, I see that Cypros is surrounded by countries with many conflicts, such as Syria, Israel, Turkey, etc.

When our flight landed in Crete in the city of Hania, we saw some 40 bombers in the airport. Hania is a base for NATO and bombers are sent to Libya to fight there. There was an odd feeling in my stomach. Bombers – killing weapons.

I was sent first up to the north, to Kilpisjarvi, near the border of three states: Finland, Sweden and Norway. That is one of the most peaceful border in the world. There I regained my inner peace after what had happened in the fire of my home. Then I was sent to the south to bring that peace from my heart to the hearts of other people there.

It is my sincere hope that Mother Maria Magdalena can use me as Her instrument to radiate Her Peace, Love and Joy. I am so happy and grateful for Her blessing.

Blessings and Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Fire Initiation and Freedom

A fire consumed my apartment on Thursday morning, the 24^th of March. I was preparing to watch the 8 o'clock news on TV, and had lit a small contained candle (that was in its own glass container) on a little table in front of the couch. I got up to get cup of tea from the kitchen.  There is a direct view from the kitchen to the living room. I did not even have time to get the cup of tea when a terribly loud sound from my smoke alarm started. I turned around and saw that the couch corner where I had been sitting only seconds earlier, was ablaze. I tried at first to extinguish the flames with a normal blanket – I had no fire blanket – but it was in vain. Then I ran to the door, grabbed my cell phone on the little table near the door, went to the corridor, closed the door and immediately called 112, the emergency number. The fire department arrived within five minutes as they are stationed close to my apartment. Nevertheless, every minute seems like an eternity in a situation like this.

All of the residents of our small apartment house gathered downstairs. I saw little Vilma running to their car crying in fear. The sight of her went deep into my soul and reminds me of the picture of the little Vietnamese girl running amidst in the war. It was a great blessing that neither Vilma nor anyone else in our house was physically injured.

The ambulance took me to the hospital to check my health; thankfully, I had not received any poisonous gases in my body.

I have three wonderful sisters who took care of me and supported me with their love and shelter after the fire. Some time later, I moved to a little cottage at Ounasvaaran Pirtit; they have cottages for sports enthusiasts and tourists, and the place is near the skiing stadium. I lived in a little cosy cottage by myself.

One morning I woke up and sensed that Lady, my collie that had passed away about ten years ago, was beside me. I knew right away that Lady was with me, even though I did not see her. Lady mourned and was very sad and sorry for what had happened to me. I comforted Lady and said to her as I used to say to her: ” Everything is OK, Margie loves Lady.” In the afternoon, when I was resting on the bed, this incident came to mind and I started to communicate with Lady. I asked her if she’d like to be born as my dog again, or perhaps in some other form. To this question, Lady said that she will not be born again as a dog or a human. She is an angel and has always been my Guardian Angel living close to me as a dog on the physical level. Lady gave me a living testimony that angels can take a physical form if they want. If she had appeared as an angel and told me that she was my Lady, it would not have registered with me.

After the fire, one of the cleaners asked me about a pebble they had found on the floor near my door. It was a little stone I had put on the threshold between the doors. The inside door had been difficult to open at times, and would sometimes get stuck.  I was told I was lucky that the pebble had been there. This also confirmed for me that I was not meant to be hurt by the flames.

Most of my possessions have either been destroyed, taken to the cleaners to be washed, or moved to a container to be cleaned. There is a lot of work ahead to go through sooty books, paintings and other goods. The apartment has now been entirely emptied, and repairing and repainting can start.

It was another miracle that my portable computer with all its files and my writings was salvaged, even though it was only a couple of meters away from the flames.  It was on the desk of my study with its door open to the living room.The lap top just needed cleaning : )  It was also a miracle that my beautiful Emissary Wheel was saved. Simpy another Blessing for me.

With having to leave my apartment during its repairs, I also know I have received a water initiation or baptism by swimming every day at the beautiful Spa in the Hotel Levi, a couple of hours' drive northwards from Rovaniemi. Levi is the mountain where I love to go downhill skiing in the winter and also swim year round. I have enjoyed with my whole heart the water element, bathing and swimming which I love very much. I have also enjoyed dancing. It has always been a joy for my heart. Dancing is a marvellous way to get your energies balanced and live in the NOW. Last evening Amadeus was singing here in the restaurant with his orchestra. The same Angel boy that in 2009 as the Tango King of the year for his songs, touched my soul deeply. I sense that he has a connection to the Divine energies.

I have a new life after having gone through a fire initiation, and have inner assurance that everything in life follows Divine guidance. Surrender, trust and gratitude are of uptmost importance for me. This is exactly what Jeshua, in His Spiritual Peacemaking Ministry, emphasizes.

I haven't the slightest idea what Life will bring for me now. My dear green Mazda-car takes me at present where Divine guidance leads. My car carries me and the belongings that I need. I feel the same as I did nearly two decades ago when I travelled around the world as a backpacker. Free. The same feeling now, however, with the nose of my car heading towards the North this time.

I am completely protected and blessed by our Beloved Mother Maria Magdalena. May she continue to lead me now and always, in all ways.

Blessings and Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

The Sexuality of Maria Magdalena and Jesus

Sexuality is quite a taboo even nowadays. It is, however, a normal, natural thing in everyone's life.
God created us in Her/His own image, woman and man. And quite apparently Mother/Father/Creator wanted us also to increase on this Tellus. Why is sexuality then such delicate a matter for us?

There is a Divine spark within us; we are Divine Beings who are born here to the physical world ”to test our wings”. Development does not stop but searches all the time for new dimensions, new worlds to search and create anew. Can you ask with reason why humanity has denied the other half of its Divinity? Where has Mother God ”hidden away” all these thousands of years?

Christianity regards Jesus as the Son of God who was born to a human being to this physical world. He was allowed the role of a sufferer in the human being, but nothing of the sexual joy and happiness. A mere thought of that kind might be impossible to a religious one. You can question with reason; How can this kind of savior redeem a human being without experiencing the whole scale of joys and sorrows of the human being? I have often wondered this odd logic of the Christianity. If it was meant that the human being was to be saved by some Holy Being, so it is. But the Church specifically emphasizes that Jesus, besides being the Son of God, was also born an ordinary man among ordinary people.

During the time of Jesus the position of a woman was as miserable as it is today in many countries. For Jesus, a woman and man were equal. His Beloved and Wife Maria Magdalena was the one that understood the most profound mysteries and shared all the wisdom that Jesus had. Without Maria Magdalena Jesus could not even have been able to fulfill his mission: to manifest the Christ Awareness on the physical level. Together they formed the Holy Union where the Feminine and Masculine Divinity united in a sacred and holy way. This kind of marriage is made in heaven but on the physical level it is manifested also in the physical sexuality that creates children; and so it was also with Jesus and Maria Magdalena.

When a person falls in love she/he starts an adventure to deeper Divinity. The human being searches for her/his soul's companion, the lost connection and the experience of Unity. Everyone who has experienced this, at least once, recognizes what the soul is missing and its fulfillment. It is a great blessing, joy and comfort given to a human being.

A woman and a man must first balance within themselves the male and female energies. It isn't until the energies of the lovers are in balance that they can successfully start a harmonious, loving couple relationship. There are many kinds of couple relationships, but the most profound is a spiritual union on the soul level; one that can be revealed on the physical level as an intercourse. This is natural and holy.

The marriage of Maria Magdalena and Jesus was a big threat to the Church. As Maria Magdalena  violated many Jewish laws, she had to be eliminated. Even many male disciples condemned and humiliated Maria Magdalena into tears. We can read this in many of the Gnostic writings, such as Pistis Sophia, the Gospels of Fillip, Thomas and Maria Magdalena. Very soon, as early as the fourth century, the Church systematically started to remove Maria Magdalena from the sacred writings. And it was Pope Gregory I in the year of 591 who declared that real believers must consider Maria Magdalena a whore. This intentional lie was withdrawn by the Church – in the year of 1969. It took time (almost 1378 years)!

Constantine the Great, along with the Church, started to create their own image of Jesus. It was important to lead and control people. Fear/guilt/shame/hell and original sin helped a lot. These were rooted effectively in the minds of the people. Constantine the Great and the Council of Nicea in 325 started an effective manipulation of people. They created a doctrine of Jesus and man's sinfulness from which only the Church could save the poor person who was doomed to live their lives with sin, guilt and shame. This led to the fact that the Church had to create more odd doctrines to manage their explanations.

In the fourth century St. Augustinus got a genius idea to create the original sin that starts with Adam and Eve; according to this doctrine even the newborn baby is full of sin. Only the Church can pardon the sinner. They created also the eternal hell where you were sent if you did not obey the Church. The word hell is in Hebrew 'Gehenna'; the name for hell and apparently the whole idea was taken from the rubbish dump (with the eternal fire) outside Jerusalem that was named Gehenna in the days of old. In 554, The Council of Constantinople condemned as heresy the reincarnation that was to Jesus and many living in Palestine a natural understanding in those days.

Where did the Church’s denial the marriage of Jesus and Maria Magdalena lead to? It denied the sexuality of Jesus, the son of God and Man. Thus, it appeared Jesus did not redeem the sexuality of human beings. The consequence of this was that sexuality became unholy, even filthy. And where did this lead us? The priests had to be celibate. This is something that St. Paul never had demanded from his priests, as Nick Bunick (former St. Paul) writes in his book ”Time for Truth”. And what followed from this impossible requirement? Many priests, especially bishops and even the Popes themselves led obscene lives, secretly of course. And even worse, sexual abuse, which is one of the most terrible things that a religious leader or believer can do.

In all of this, there was no room for Feminine Divinity. The power was masculine, and the Feminine Divinity went underground. Maria Magdalena, who was pregnant, fled to Egypt and from there to southern France. There She declared and taught that Divinity is the balance of the Feminine and Masculine Christ within a person. Maria Magdalena has for many years now manifested this truth. The Divinity is found within, not outside the person.

I see, hear and sense Maria Magdalena in ordinary people; and especially in the children. Also in nature, beauty, peace and silence. Nothing is hidden underground any more. All shame, guilt and fear have been washed away from the human being; and especially the woman is freed from any humiliation. All this comes to us now with great force. Let us humbly thank for this great blessing.

Blessings and Love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Song of Songs:

Return, return O Shulamite, return, return that we may look upon thee.
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, 
clear as the sun, and terrible as an army carrying banners.
Look not upon me because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me.
I am my beloved and my beloved is mine, he feedeth among the lillies.

.....

I am the Rose of Sharon, the Lilly of the Valley. 
As the lilly among the thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse, a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
A fountain of gardens, a well of flowing waters, and streams from Lebanon.
Let my beloved come into his garden and eat his pleasant fruits.
I am my beloved and my beloved is mine, he feedeth among the lilies.

.....

He brought me to the banqueting house and his banner over me was love.
I sat down under his shadow and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Thou art all fair my love, there is no spot in thee.
The joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
Until the day break and the shadows flee away, 
I will get me to the mountains of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.
I am my beloved and my beloved is mine.
I am my beloved and his desire is towards me.

.....

Until the day break and the shadows flee away, 
be thou like a roe or a young hart, upon the mountains of Bether.
My beloved spoke and said to me: Rise my love, my fair one and come away.
Let us get up early to the vineyards, let us see if the vine flourish, 
whether the tender grape appear and the pomegranates bud forth:
there I will give you my love.
And our bed is green.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! 
How much better is thy love than wine!

Pekka Ervast and the Era of Women

Just now when writing this article I see from my window a most fascinating view. The big fir behind the window at my eyes' level is covered with snow, and the cones on the branches are like Creator's fingers saying: ”Hey, look how beautiful the world is!” The sun is shining at the brightness of the noon, the ice on the lake is beautifully pure. Beauty and light are always real. You need not look ”through” as when mist covers the scenery. Then you have to have strong faith in believing that there is light and brightness behind everything.

This physical world is illusion, but very important illusion! Here I have to find everything that will be everlasting; to create from this body eternal. No matter what the scenery or who the person in front of me is, I have to see behind the mask.

God does not see me if I am in a low vibration of energy, if I fear, if I am angry, am negative in any way. I remember how I got terrified when I for the first time realized this. It felt merciless. But when I get deeper into it, it seems quite logical. God sees in the human being God's own Divinity. So it is no use to accuse God of all the horrible things around and within me; not to speak of wars and other crimes against humanity.

In the decision making there is always question of either fear or love. I choose fear when I need a severe lesson that I have not yet learnt. Afterwards it often feels that there was no grace for myself. Only when I understand that all fear ifs futile, I am free of my chains.

In my life the first and certainly the most effective spiritual teacher has been Pekka Ervast (1875-1934), the Christian mystic and writer. He deeply loved Finland and strongly believed in Finland's spiritual leadership; he was one of the first theosophists and the founder of the Finnish independent Rosicrucian society in Finland. In his lessons and books he emphasized two topics more than anything: Jesus's lessons of the Sermon on the Mount that the church did not teach, and the ancient wisdom of the Finnish epic, Kalevala, the wisdom of our ancestors. When I found his books, my spiritual consciousness was aroused at one blow. I have not needed in my life to search by searching spiritual matters; they have walked towards me. This has been a great blessing for me. The matters just happen without much searching.

As early as in the 1920's Pekka Ervast wrote about the future era of women. Here is an extract of his Esoteric Teachings that was publish first time by Rosicrucian Society in 2005.

”Let’s take one old, well-known example. Men are fighters by nature.  Women are conciliators by nature. Men arranged societies on the basis of violence and force and have been at war with each other ever since.  And women, in their admiration for men, gave up their feminine demands and, instead, supported and blessed men who strove for violence. So women often inspired men to violent deeds, since men didn’t usually go to war unless women urged them to do so.

Now we are living in a time when more people, both men and women, see this clearly and are beginning to realize that there is a the feminine conciliator in each human being: the conciliator that has, until now, been so disregarded.  This conciliator in each person will soon step into sight, but only when all wise people say we are moving into the era of the feminine when the voices of women will be heard more often, not only propping masculinity but awakening all humanity.  As more women seriously strive to develop their spiritual lives, peace will follow.  And women can teach the younger generations how to avoid fighting and the martial spirit in order to understand higher ideals, such as human love, peacefulness, balance, and reasonableness.

When women understand their position and begin to develop their spiritual lives, they can perform miracles in the world.  At this point in time many women are too feminine and simply follow their men. Women must start going their own way and living their own lives. They must star, one step at a time, to wield the scepter of life in a new humane way and to discover the great goal and ideal of life.  Women must work for these goals and ideals so that all humankind can evolve, for we are now standing on the threshold before the portal above which these words are written: 'The Era of Women'.

Since the men who already understand this are in an uncomfortable and unnatural position until more men come to understand, it is most important that women realize that many men actually resent women. When women understand this more deeply and begin to change the world’s opinion of them, men who bring from their past a great spirit, can begin to understand that the great goal and ideal of life is not to fight physical wars but to use this warrior spirit to fight evil, selfishness, materialism, and meanness in the world; in other words, to transform fighting for physical victories into working for moral victories.”

Pekka Ervast was a genius in languages, even as a child. He translated numerous books from their original languages into Finnish. One of them is the Coptic script, Pistis Sophia, which tells about the life and the penances of a being, Pistis Sophia. The words pistis = faith and sophia= wisdom are Greek, and the manuscript is considered a translation from Greek into Coptic. The manuscript was bought by the British Museum in 1785, from a collection in a London antiquarian bookshop. The book is one of the few Gnostic Gospels found from the early Christian centuries. (gnosis = knowledge).

I remember how my husband, Jussi, who had studied in the Rosicrucian Society for decades when we met (he was 33 years older than me) spoke with great respect about Pistis Sophia and about Maria Magdalena's role in that gospel. At that time I considered Pistis Sophia too difficult for me and I did not go into the matter in greater detail.

In Pistis Sophia Jesus has discussions with his disciplines, among them there are men and women. There are Mary, Jesus's Mother, Martha, Salome, and Maria Magdalena who was the dearest and closest discipline for Jesus. She was that discipline who understood most profoundly, besides Apostle John, Jesus's esoteric lessons. Many of the male disciplines did not even understand what she asked Jesus. Especially Peter was jealous and envious to Maria Magdalena, so that his way of speaking was quite rude (the same you see in other gospels, too.) In one text he said:” Oh Lord, we cannot tolerate this woman, for from all others she takes the opportunity to speak with you, but she herself speaks a lot.” Jesus did not reproach Peter but let him understand that he greatly appreciated Maria Magdalena and her wisodom.

17 Chapter in Pistis Sophia:
When he (Jesus) had talked to his disciplines, he said to them: ”Anyone who has ears to hear, may hear.”
And it happened that when Maria (Magdalena) had heard these words of the Savior that she looked for one hour closely to the air. She said: ”Lord, tell me to speak with you openly.” And Jesus, that Blessed, answered to Maria: ”You Blessed Maria, whom I want to make perfect in all the mysteries, speak openly, you whose heart has become to the level of heaven more than any of your brothers.”

Everything has its time. Now is the time of Maria Magdalena in my life.

Blessings and Love, Margie

Mother, Maria and Martha in my Life

I was raised by two aunts since I was five years old. One was named Maria by her soul, and the other was named Martha by her soul. My Maria-soul Aunt Lyyli was a school teacher, and the Martha-soul Aunt Anna was a cashier for the Rovaniemi municipal town, through whose hands all the entire cash flow of the town was running. After World War II, they built a little wooden house near our old family farm home by the Kemijoki river. They named their house Keinuvuopaja (it derives from the Lappish word Keinovuopio, meaning 'waterway') after the bed of the river by their house. From this little house they radiated love and affection for the whole family. They gave their tender care and support also to their brother, Mikko's, family with ten children. And especially so after the family lost their mother when she died while the youngest being only half a year old.

My Aunt Anna adopted me even though she was actually too aged for adopting a little child, but because of the situation of the family it was allowed. Also the youngest, Riitta, came to live permanently with the aunts when she started going to school. So the aunts had two children to take care of; in addition to being physical Guardian Angels for all the children of the family.  

Even as young as I was, I often thought that my aunts were like Bethania's Maria and Martha in the Bible. Both of them were lovely persons, but in their own way very different kind of people. How did they manage at their age, almost as retired persons, adapt themselves to new circumstances, and all living together in a little house? How did Maria feel, and how did Martha feel? Maria took care of 'internal' affairs and Martha took care of the practical 'outside' affairs.  

Maria was a quiet person, radiating tranquility. She was that person in our family who never blamed anyone but always supported and encouraged, and it was easy to go to her with your joys and sorrows. When Aunt Anna tried sometimes – very rarely – to 'raise' me, Aunt Lyyli sat beside my bed in the evening and comforted me with her words”don't worry about it, forget the whole thing”.

Even as a child I was very conscious of my self-esteem; no-one had the right to reproach me for anything. As a teacher Aunt Lyyli was known for keeping good order in her class; that was her inner authority that helped her. She was at the same time gentle and firm in her work. She has always been an example for me of a teacher and spiritual guide.

Martha was active and productive in every respect. She had a house built, created a garden and had taken care of it with great love. She provided housing and found work also for those relatives who lacked energy and activity to do so themselves. Aunt Anna has taught me all practical things. Even now I remember her advice. For instance, when ironing the clothes 'do it properly so that they would not wrinkle so easily'. I learned that there are two things important with your house: keep clean the roadside and the compost in the garden. Good advice for any housekeeper! I also learned to be sensible with my monetary affairs. She was interested in the local history and culture and wrote many articles for the local publications. Her writing has been an example for my present writing as well.

Our mother, Tyyne, was the only daughter of a big farm estate. She would have liked to study as her brother did, but she was needed at home to help her sick mother. She was very efficient, able to organize and lead, even when there were a lot of people living in the house during World War II. At night when others slept, she would take a horse from the stable and drive a couple of kilometres down the river to check in on the situation at her parents farm. When men were at war, women had to take care of everything, including being responsible for big farms. The episode below describes her very well:

Our mother and the children were evacuated in September 1944 to Sweden, as were all people of  Finnish Lapland. The place was Norsjo, a little village. The youngest of the children was Helena, the baby. Our grandma died during that time in another place, Skellefteå. When our mother heard that our old farmhouse had been spared miracuously from the war, she decided at once to leave for home, without any permission. The very next day the place she we were staying was put into quarantine because of some epidemic; she might have suspected it. She managed to get train tickets to Haparanda. To make sure that she was allowed to take with her all eight of the children, she agreed with some women that some of the children belonged to them.

In Haparanda, the border town, she found place in an open truck (it was winter time!) that was going to the devastated home town. In Rovaniemi a miracle happened: our father, Mikko, and two other men, were with their horse sleighs to pick up goods from the only trade house that was preserved and was open. Our father was greatly surprised when he saw Eeva, the oldest child, jump off the truck. The evacuees were not yet allowed to return to the burnt, destructed town! Our father had already been released from the army and had come home. The Eeli-priest, (people called the beloved priest of the congregation by his first name) had asked our father to clean the house so that they could have a Christmas service there. And so the first service after the war took place in our very own home.

During this evacuation journey I was only three years old. For some reason that I don't know, I was taken to hospital. In a strange place among strange people missing my mother I yelled myself almost to death. Someone told me that my mother would never come if I did not stop yelling. I went silent, unconscious and fell from the bed. It might be that in that moment there happened a change of the souls; I feel so now. My mother did not know me after that, and I did not know my mother. According to Luule Viilma my mother was not told about what had happened to me. It might be this trauma that caused my aunts to take me in to live with them.

Ten years ago I got breast cancer. Luule Viilma, Estonia's most famous doctor, seer and healer, who greatly contributed to my healing and with whom I had many sessions, told me that my mother/child relationship and its breaking was the main reason for my sickness. She told me of my mother that ”she fought like Jeanne d´Arc and felt that her country had betrayed her.” My mother gave all her strength for her family and was only 43 years old when she died. I was then nine years old and had not learned to know my mother. I loved my mother as a shy child, admiring her secretly 'from the door open a crack'.

What have I learned from these three most important ladies of my life? Have I brought forward their dreams, have I realised them, as each of us should do? From my mother I have received my courage, love for freedom, independent way of thinking and healthy self-esteem. I have also been able to study and travel a lot, as my mother had dreamt of in her youth.

I also realised the lives of Martha and Maria manifesting their dreams. I studied at the School of Economics and worked in the business life as my Aunt Anna, the cashier. My studying completed her commercial studies. My business life did not, however, make me fully happy, and I went on with my life.

Next I realised Aunt Lyyli's, the school teacher's, dreams. From her I got the theosophical world picture; she lived according to their lessons without preaching anything. I found her old Ruusu-Risti (Rosicrucian) magazines at about 30 years' of age, and decided, without consulting anyone, to join Ruusu-Risti (the Finnish independent Rosicrucian Society with Masonic Order). My aunt had not joined this society but, nevertheless, she was by her soul a Rosicrucian Theosophist. Later on I continued my career as a teacher, first at commercial colleges, then in different kinds of schools teaching languages and, finally giving lectures and seminars on self-knowledge. In the last few years I have studied Spiritual Peacemaking and have been ordained a Peace Minister in the Beloved Community, created by the Beloved Apostles, Maria Magdalena and St. John 2000 years ago in Palestine.

In my youth I was not interested in Jesus or Maria Magdalena. I said once to my Aunt Lyyli that I do not need Jesus; I have direct contact with God. My Aunt disapproved and was sorry for me. I was ashamed of my words, but I did not care about the Jesus picture that the church gave. And Maria Magdalena was for me some prostitute that Jesus healed, nothing else.

When I think what Jesus and Maria Magdalena now mean for me, I am greatly grateful to these wonderful ladies that have worked as the Guardian Angels in my life. I have lived the life of Betania with Maria Magdalena and Martha, and I received the best possible home to be raised in. I have awoken in this life to continue the work that these physical Angels of mine did. And I know that they continue to bless and guard me in this work to manifest in my life the Feminine Christ Consciousness.

Christ is close to our hearts at Christmas time. I like to share with you this little story of my time as a commercial student:

I was working as an AIESEC trainee for about one year in New York. My work was dull office work that I was not so much interested in; I asked to work as a sales girl in the department store of the company. This was my first service work. Franklin Simon was located opposite the famous Empire State Building. Christmas is celebrated in the States only for one day and night (in Scandinavia we celebrate about three days). It had been a big snow storm, and the city was all white; my work ended at 6 o'clock; then I stood tightly packed with others in the subway, hanging from the ceiling belt, stupefied and aware of the strong garlic smell around me. I departed the subway in Brooklyn, and found a florist to get a bunch of Christmas flowers for Harriet and John with whom I lived (John was the brother of my aunt's husband).

At Midnight we went for a walk. It looked like a fairy tale picture: the surroundings white with snow, all houses beautifully decorated with many colors (that was something new for me at that time). But the most amazing thing was this: Silence beyond desciption. It was as a big cat animal had held its breath for a while and gasped it. To feel a Silence like this in a big city! That was the Christ Miracle of the Christmas Night of the big city.

Blessings for all of us,
Margie
Maria Magdalena Sister

TIME FOR TRUTH

(This English version is longer than the Finnish one.)

I've been reading Nick Bunick's books In God's Truth and Time for Truth. I became interested in Nick Bunick some years ago when I translated James Twyman's book The Secret of the Beloved Disciple. Nick Bunick had written the Preface of this book and in it James Twyman also writes: ”...There were many people in the world, very ordinary people, who were waking up to extraordinary missions, and I knew that. One I knew personally was Nick Bunick, the subject of the book, The Messengers. I had met and become friends with Nick through the speaking circuit, and though I was at first a bit suspicious of his claims to be the reincarnation of St. Paul, our friendship had convinced me otherwise. It was clear to me that Nick had an important mission to fulfill, but anyone who had known him up until that particular time in his life would have never expected such grandeur. ”

I ordered James's latest book The Barn Dance in which James tells about how he met his former wife Linda who was very brutally killed in 2005. Three-and –a- half years later, guided by a series of visions and dreams, James was mystically drawn to a barn in the Nevada wilderness ”where Heaven and Earth collide and magic changes lives”. Everything that James and Linda experience witnesses that there is no death. The life continues after the transition, and it is possible for the physical person to meet a person who has transferred to the higher energies. The book is beautiful and reveals bright visions.

Also on Amazon.com there were two novels by Nick Bunick that I was strongly guided to buy.  I have now voraciously read these books and I just finished reading each of them a second time.  Every time a book has comes to my attention, it has had an important message for me. So it happened to me with these wonderful novels.

We live in a very miraculous time. There are walking among us so called ordinary people who at the same time are far from ordinary. Many of them are Ascended Masters who voluntarily returned here to continue the work of their previous lives. And most importantly, they’re working to correct the lies and distorted information that the church passed down to people during past centuries, and still does.  It is now the Time for Truth.

Nick Bunick started to recall memories from two thousands years ago. Some of the knowledge has come directly from Spirit – the spiritual world collectively – but he also underwent six months of regression under hypnosis and relived Paul's life 2,000 years ago.

At the age of 21 years, Paul met Yeshua/Jesus, who was 23, and developed an intense and close personal relationship with him. His relationship with Yeshua was one-on-one, very different from that of the disciples. The two were much closer, and discussions were held between them that couldn't have taken place with the disciples, who were not educated men. He had been educated at home on his father's estate by some of the finest scholars in Tarsus, and was able to speak the language of the Hebrew, as well as Latin and Greek.

Five years afterYeshua's death Paul went to Damascus, not to persecute anyone, but on business. What happened to him on the way was not a conversion – he did not need any –and it was five years afterwards that he himself founded Christianity. It was a Commitment that Yeshua asked him to make to help the apostles succeed in their mission.

Apostle Paul/ Nick Bunick feels that it is his responsibily to tell the Truth, what really happened in Palestine in those days. He corrects the many lies and distortorted knowledge that had been put into the mouths of both Yeshua and Paul in the Bible. Messages of love had been distorted to messages of fear; messages of compassion had been distorted to messages of guilt; and messages that were supposed to bring us together as God's children had, instead, been so corrupted by early Christian leaders that they polarized people, creating hostilities that persist today with even greater intensity. 

Nick Bunick explains how the early Christian leaders of the 4th century, especially St. Augustine, got the idea to control people with fear by stating that we are all sinners, and that atonement and redemption could only be received through the church. They also created the notion of the hell, the original Hebrew word being ’Gehenna’, which  refers to a dump outside Jerusalem where garbage was burned 24 hours a day!

One of the most detestable and criminal lies in the history of the world is that the Romans made the Jews responsible for Yeshua's death. The three members of the Sanhedrin Council  (3 out of  70!) that Pontius Pilate had called to witness Yeshua’s testimony and to condemn him washed their hands – not Pilate. It was Pilate, in a rage, who commanded his guards to replace Barabbas with Yeshua in the crucifixion that was to take place that morning at Golgotha.

As the 4th-century scribes were translating the scriptures, Christian leaders made sure that the Romans would never be held responsible for the death of Yeshua. These horrific lies perpetrated by Romans and Christinitys's leaders fomented hatred toward the Jewish people resulting in the torture and murder of Jews for 2,000 years. These lies still continue today.

Yeshua and Paul regarded women and men as equal. God is Mother/Father. Paul honored and respected women and wrote of them in his letters, complimenting them and thanking them.  He never denied them ministerial positions.  In fact, many of his apostles and administrators were women. But early Christian leaders chose to deny that. Where Paul praised women in his letters in the scriptures they changed their names to those of men, or stated that they were wives of the male ministers.

Paul also did not declare that his ministers had to be unmarried men and remain celibate. But again, his words were twisted. Nick Bunick says sarcastically that they were no doubt concerned that when priests died, they would leave their estates to their children, rather than to the church.

Nick Bunick's story was first featured in the best selling 1997 book The Messengers that tells how a very successful businessman started to get miraculous angel experiences and angel codes of 444 that totally changed his life. The angels, for instance, would aweaken him in the morning at 4:44. This angel code represents the Power of God's love. Angels are the messengers of God, and the angelic intervention in your life is always a miracle. Also, the readers of Nick Bunick's books started to get these angelic interventions.

The Messengers aroused a lot of publicity and this started Nick Bunick's new career as a lecturer speaking on TV and radio shows. Later he wrote the books In God's Truth and Time For Truth, the latter published this year.

I was very much interested, of course, in what Nick/Paul tells about Maria Magdalena. He writes:
”Lazarus lived with his two sisters, Martha and Mary, in the town of Bethany. Their home was located about a twenty-five-minute walk south of the city of Jerusalem. Whenever Jeshua came into Jerusalem, almost without exception, he stayed in the home of Lazrus and Mary. Mary was known as Mary Magdalene, because the famaily originally came from the city of Magdala, on the western shore of the Sea of Galilee, just south of Capernaum. Mary was a loving, gentle, beautiful woman. She had long black hair, an olive complexion, large brown eyes and an athletick body. Jeshua and Mary loved eacht other. I truly believe they would have married one day, if Jeshua had not given his life on the cross when he died.”

What did Yeshua look like? ”Jeshua was a descendent from the tribe of David, in which the people were fair-skinned and blue-eyed. Jeshua had thick brown hair that he parted in the middle. His hair had golden highlights from the sun. He had high cheek bones and a thin face, with wide eyes that were bluish gray in color. He had a thin nose and full lips; his hair and his beard were always well groomed, and his light skin was tanned from his constantly being in the sun. Jeshua had beautiful features. He was a handsome man, but at the same time you could see the tremendous strength in his looks and you could recognize his charisma.” There are two portraits of Yeshua in the book.

Even though Paul was a very close friend of Yeshua, he did not belong to the inner circle of Yeshua's disciples. Paul was an educated man and he was not impressed with the disciples; he was critical of their tactics and their organization after Yeshua's death. This is another reason why they later changed Paul’s texts.

Nick Bunick tells about his present contacts with Yeshua who may also live on Earth at this time as a physical person. Yeshua has a person called Anna who helps Him to contact people. Contact can be made by e-mails or telephone and Nick Bunick has been in contact with Yeshua.  He tells about one telephone conversation in his book and it is truly amazing.

The eletrical equipment in these days often function in funny ways. As for me, my computer and e-mail have either worked or not worked, and it’s all a mystery to me so far. When I was reading Time for Truth and  was wondering if something were true or not, I learned that the alarm eguipment on the ceiling started to flash. Ok, I thought jokingly, please do not start yelling! I have also noticed that it often communicates with me and then I know there are lots of angels surrounding me.

Here is one of Nick's messages, which today represents his credo, the commitment that he lives by. He had written these words in his own handwriting with a pencil, but they were words that were given to him by God's messengers, the angels:

”You must believe in yourself at all times. You must never lose faith that you are capable of doing anything in life that you choose to do. And you must always choose the highest good. It is not enough for you to choose that you must achieve excellence. You must believe in yourself enought to accomplish that which others cannot accomplish.

”To believe in yourself, you must have courage that exceeds the need for the consideration of courage. It must be a natural part of your life that avoids any needs for decision making based on whether you have the courage to do that which you must. This must be a belief beyond personal questioning, beyond personal doubt, to a point when it can no longer be considered courage but rather a way of life. This shall be so, for you will believe in yourself.

You must have character that is beyond criticism and is a permanent part of yourself. It is not imagined or pretended. Every moment of your life must be naturally conducted with pride and dignity that cannot be confused with arrogance, but recognized with respect. Your character must always contain compassion and concern for others. This concern will be genuine, for you never lose sight of your background in trying to understand those you have difficulty identifying with, for they are the majority of the world and the ones that need help the most. You must believe in yourself so that your character never bends, never compromises, and is consistent.

You must believe in your intellect, that no task is beyond your ability to succeed. Your intellect is a gift that you shall not waste and you shall use it to its greatest capacity. You must have the patience and tolerance to realize that others will not always agree with or understand you. But rather than find fault, you shall try harder to reach them, for it shall become your responsibility to serve them. This is your calling. You cannot question it. You must accept it.”

As I read these books I clearly relived my life of 2,000 years ago. The text resonates deeply with me. I feel like returning home. It feels good that we now live at a time when lies and distortions are revealed and corrected. And I also think of Maria Magdalena who is now respected and blessed as the Feminine Christ living among us.

Blessings and Love,
Margie
Maria Magdalena Sister

GOD HAS NO RELIGION

We are people of the same Divine origin. We have come to this physical world to learn and to rediscover our inner Divinity within this world of illusions. We have voluntarily agreed to forget who we really are. That is our lesson. We are born here again and again till we realize and understand this. It makes no difference what our nation, race or religion is. The religion is however, not at all obligatory in our life. Everyone can find their own Divinity by themselves, and most people do, without the help of any church. A human being has been given a brain to be able to draw their own conclusions as to what suits them best. A priest can help in this, but is often only a hinderence with his stuffy, intolerant opinions.

One is hit with the bible on the head as if we were living in the Middle Ages. Nevertheless, the Bible has been translated and distorted both deliberately and unintentionally during all these past centuries. The texts have been translated from the original Aramaic language into Greek, into monastic Latin, then contemporary Latin, and then into many other languages. Numerous monks have written by hand the same text over a couple of decades and have painfully tried to find the suitable expression among the many variations. Or someone has deliberately changed the text. In the past, there have been votings in many Councils as to which texts and wordings are appropriate for the church’s purposes. Often, if any one of the participants has disagreed, they have been expelled or killed.

There are in the Bible, of course, also genuine texts and beauty. But to claim that every word there is of the Divine origin, is full delirium. I have been reading Nick Bunick's books 'In God's Truth' and 'Time for Truth' where St. Paul explains, how the texts have been distorted over the course of time. (Nick Bunick being reincarnated St. Paul!). How can any clear-headed, sensible person claim that the Bible should be read literally?

I am a Priest myself, a Minister of Spiritual Peacemaking, Ordained in Assisi, Italy, but not Catholic however. For me, God is Light within. Jeshua and Maria Magdalena are examples for me of the Masculine and Feminine Divinities, beautifully united in Christ in human beings. We are created to be God's image, men and women. This is so. But Love does not care about who falls in love and with whom. For someone the previous life 'strikes through' and so it makes no difference if that life is lived in the body of a woman or a man when the person falls in love with the same sex. It is time for the Church to admit its error and start teaching reincarnation, which was a matter of course at Jesus's time and for two-three centuries afterwards.

Within my own ministry I want to serve God as well as I can. I believe other Priests want the same. The difference is that I am allowed in my ministry to follow my own conscience, and am not forced to any obliged doctrines. Unconditional love and tolerance are the core measures. That is enough for any Priest.

When driving to the north some weeks ago, I visited Hetta, one of the most well-known villages   and centers for Lappish people. I love the church there because of its big fresco. Up in the fresco there is an image of Jeshua blessing the scenery beneath: mountains, reindeer and Lapps. I sat there for two days, by myself, allowing Jeshua to bless me as well. When I compare it with the fresco in my home town, there is a big difference. It is very high and Jeshua is there, but the people in it are divided into two groups. On the right side of Jeshua there are those that are good, and on the left side there are those that are sinners. Jeshua seems to be blessing only the saved ones.

Jeshua in the church of Hetta blesses everyone and everything.

Love and Blessings
Margie

Rev. Marketta Myllari, M. Div.

TEN CONDITIONS OF SOUL

James Twyman’s first visit to Finland has been a great joy and a blessing to all of us that attended his lectures and workshop. His lecture and workshop on the Moses Code was informative for myself as well, even though I  have read his book “The Moses Code” and have utilized the code these past few years myself.

The Moses Code gifts its user a super power, as it did to Moses, who was able to perform miracles. The name of God had not been given before to anyone, not to Abraham, Isak or any other prophets. The name of God “I AM” was not allowed to be used even after Moses except by the highest of the priesthood because of its super power. Jesus continually committed a breach of this severe law of the Jews. He used the words I AM Love, I AM the Way, the Truth and the Life, I AM the Resurrection and the Life, ... For the Jewish clergy it was blasphemy and an unforgivable crime committed by Jesus. The Moses Code is no longer a secret.  However, the person that uses it must be conscious if he/she uses it selfishly for their own benefit, or for the benefit of All.

When God spoke to Moses, in the burning bush that did not burn out, he started a conversation with Moses. When God told Moses to go to Egypt to free the people of Israel from slavery, Moses asked God what he should tell them when they asked who had sent him. It was then that God told Moses his name “I AM THAT, I AM”.

James shares in his book the importance of the COMMA between the words so that one can fully understand what it is all about. God and Moses communicate, and as God recognizes the Divinity within Moses, they become One. The power that is in God, is also in Moses. The power of the Code is based on this. For instance, if you say “I AM Love”, God replies “I AM”. When you breath out you say “I AM Love” and breathing in “I AM” (the voice becoming like a whisper). You can affirm and call to you anything you want in this way. But you must remember the substantial power of this code. And remember, do so for the mutual benefit of All, not for mere selfish reasons. A person, pure in heart, can create miracles in our day and age.

James is a jovial person with a great sense of humor. He told the following joke about President Bush and Moses. Bush met at the street corner an old, long bearded man in a long robe and said to him ”You look very much like Moses”. The man did not say anything, and Bush repeated his words. Again the man did not answer. Then the secret police of Bush said ” Do you not know that the man that speaks to you, is President Bush. Why do you not answer him?” The long bearded man said ”Last time I spoke to Bush, the lights went out…”
On Monday James decided to make a day boat trip to Tallinn, and during that voyage he created a new theme for his evening lecture in Helsinki:  TEN CONDITIONS OF SOUL. It tells how both the Ego and the Soul have their own languages.

    1. The Ego seeks to separate while the Soul seeks to unify. 

All the time we make choices, either from fear or love. We are feared very much in our relationships, and especially our married relationships are challenging.

In my previous article, I shared an experience while on our Peace Walk with James and other walkers in Italy (walking from Assisi to Rome). I had suddenly noticed that I was walking by myself on the sidewalk of a very heavily trafficked highway; I could not see any other walkers. I was in a panic from fear. At the resting place, I could not sit or be with the others, but sat separate and alone. It was a complete falling into fear. I eventually recovered from this by apologizing for my behavior, and after doing so, feeling our Community being at One. This lesson has been very significant in my life.

2. The Ego focuses on what is different, when the Soul focuses on what is the same.

James has traveled the world for15 years and has noticed that people are very much alike. When he was invited by Saddam Hussein to Iraq in 1998 to perform the Peace Concert, he was first frightened to meet many different kinds of people. However, he very soon realized that people are the same.

3. The Ego seeks to be right while the Soul wants to be happy.

Ego wants to be higher and better than others. The Soul knows that it will not reach happiness this way. A happy person does not brag or behave boastfully.

And why should you have an opinion about everything? Why should you feel that you are right? And who anyway could say that you are right? There is no right, no wrong, no good or bad. It all depends on the way you look at the matter, and who is looking. The wise ones choose happiness.

4. The Ego seeks to impress while the Soul expresses itself with simple words.

Many great teachers, such as Dalai-Lama and Mother Theresa, have expressed themselves with simple words. They know that the truth is simple. Why try to make things complicated? The wise one often speaks with his/her whole Being – without using words.

5. The Ego draws attention to itself, while the Soul shifts attention towards what is Holy and true.

The Souls always rejoices when it hears the truth and it seeks simplicity.

6. The Ego says: ”Look at me”.  The Soul says: ”Look at yourself, look within”.

7. The Ego gives because it wants to receive, while the Soul realizes that they are the same.

In the film ‘The Secret’ this becomes obvious. People want to get for themselves with selfish motives. The Soul knows that giving and receiving are the same. When you give to someone, you give to yourself. You can’t give away anything that you do not have yourself. “When I am hungry, give me someone to feed…” Only by pardoning are you pardoned…etc.

8. The Ego seeks after goods, while the Soul seeks after goodness.

The Ego is fascinated by material and does not care about the means. The Soul seeks and sees the goodness that lies beneath the surface in everyone and in everything. “To see as God sees, to feel as God feels, to Love as God Loves, to know what God knows.”

9. The Ego believes that it must defend against what might harm it, while the Soul knows that it is invulnerable. There is no reason for it to feel frightened. This leads to inner peace. And all kinds of war making becomes futile and unnecessary.

10. The Ego believes that it dies while the Soul knows that death is not real.
    

I have often thought that the Church has a tremendous responsibility as it does not tell people the truth about the reincarnation of the soul. It would be extremely important to tell that there is no death. Many a suicide would not be committed if people were told the truth. Many an exhausted person thinks that “I will get rid of all my pains and problems when I voluntarily leave this physical world.” This is an illusion. At death, and afterwards, the person deals with his/her life and can only notice that the problems are still there to face.

James has a wonderful way of performing his touching music in between his lectures. He did the same during our Retreat in Assisi and during our Peace Walks in the evenings. In the mornings before starting our Peace Walk, we prayed the twelve Peace Prayers. These Prayers are the basis for the peace work in the Beloved Community. Realizing that in every religion there are Peace Prayers. “God has no religion”. That is also the name of James’s new CD.

When you pray for something, it means that you admit the lack of this thing; and so you focus your attention on that lack, and it will increase. When you pray that peace emerges from beneath, it is a different thing. Peace has always prevailed. It is our task to love it to come forth. Within us, the peace appears in peace of mind that radiates from within our hearts to the world. And Mother Maria Magdalena also keeps saying to me ”Be always peaceful.”

With blessings and love,
Margie

WELCOME TO FINLAND JAMES TWYMAN

James Twyman is coming to Finland for the first time ever, this September!

He will be the guest speaker at the Spiritual Well being Fair in Jarvenpaa. The Fair is arranged by Leena Sarkkinen from the Tietoinen valinta (Conscient Choice). James will be performing a concert with Girilal Baars on Saturday the 11th, and on Sunday he will have a lecture and a workshop on the Moses Code. On Monday the 13th he will have another lecture in the Balder Hall in Helsinki.

James became world reknown originally as a Peace Troubadour. Since 1994 he has performed his Peace Concerts around the world (especially in the most difficult places such as Bosnia, Serbia, Croatia, Iraq, Northern Ireland and many times in Israel). In 1999 he was in Macedonia in the muddy refugee camp of Kosovo, from where his Peace Vigil was sent around the world.

James has written a number of books, of which “The Emissary of Light”, published in 1996, aroused worldwide attention. In this book he tells about the secret community of the Emissaries of Light, that he found in the remote mountain of Bosnia in the middle of the fighting there. In 2000 he published “The Secret of the Beloved”. I translated it and it was published in Finnish by Unio Mystica. This same year James also published “The Prayer of St. Francis”. These two books are my favorites.

James has always utilized the internet. He has hosted numerous internet courses and reached an enormous audience.  Through e-mail he sent out Jeshua’s /Jesus’s 33 lessons of Spiritual Peacemaking, and afterwards published them as a book “The Art of the Spiritual Peacemaking”. The e-mails were translated into Finnish by Veronica Witikka and sent to thousands of Finns before the book was even published. Later on, James published “The Moses Code” and together with Phip Gruber “The Kabbalah Code”. This fall he is publishing and will release his newest book “The Barn Dance” in which he tells about his former wife Linda’s murder, and his connection with Linda afterwards.

James has also made many films. “The Indigo Children” is very significant and tells about the children of our time, children with many intuitive spiritual skills.

I have taken many of James’s Internet courses and also studied in the Seminary of Spiritual Peacemaking within the Beloved Community. James is an Ordained Peace Minister and the head of the Mystery School of The Beloved Community. I was ordained a Peace Minister by James during the Peace Retreat in Assisi in September 2005. After this Retreat there was a Peace walk from Assisi to Rome, which I participated in as well.

The Beloved Community is the same “Community of the Beloved Disciple” that was founded by Maria Magdalena and St. John in Palestine. This community has always existed, nevertheless more or less hidden, because the Catholic Church has persecuted it and its adherents all these past hundreds of years.

The purpose of the present Beloved Community is to unite the masculine, exoteric church of St. Peter, and the feminine, esoteric church of Maria Magdalena and St. John. Now is the time for us to allow the Divine Feminine to emerge, emanate within us, and flow to all of humanity.

The purpose of our Peace Walk in 2005 was to walk in the steps of St. Francis to Rome to meet the Pope. Francis was courageous and independent, and he made the Pope abolish many misconducts, and let him have his new Order (later called the Franciscan Order). Francis’s Beloved St. Claire also had a huge impact on renewing the female monastery Order.

I have come to know James as a warm and wise man with a great sense of humor. I’d love to share a little episode during our Peace Walk.

We walked from Assisi to Rome the same route that St. Francis had made; along the paths that nowadays are quite lively and even dangerous because of the heavy traffic. It was somewhat the same at the time of St. Francis. He was captured many times during his walks, and he was put into prison. He had been a soldier in his youth and the cruel and merciless life was familiar to him.

Our route was: Assisi - Foligno - Trevi - Spoleto - Terni - Orte - Civita Castellana - Fiano Romano – Rome (8 days/ about 170 km). We experienced all kinds of feelings along the way. Romantic illusions disappeared, but our experiences also strengthened us. The third day was for me memorable.

We usually walked in small groups that lived along the situations. Someone might rest for a while longer and then joined some other group coming later on. There were about 60 persons, depending on the walkers that made some shorter trips. Our backpacks were in the service bus, and if needed it could give us a lift for part of the journey.

At the end of our route from Trevi to Spoleto was a highway. I do not know why, perhaps it was the only way to reach the town. It was late afternoon and the traffic was very heavy as we approached Spoleto. Suddenly I noticed that I was all alone by myself on the roadside. In the highway there was no room for pedestrians, and I believe no one is allowed to walk there. Here I was with my Peace flag waving at my back. I knew that there were Beloveds in front of me and behind me, but I did not see anyone.

I almost got into a panic; I did not know what to do; I dragged myself along the roadside and prayed that I would survive. Then I noticed a police car and policemen on the other side of the road. At the risk of my life I crossed the highway and went to the policemen. I tried to explain my situation and ask them to take me to Spoleto. They just laughed, did not understand me, and probably thought that I am one of the crazy tourists. I crossed again (at the risk of my life) the lively highway and continued my dangerous walking. All the time I was thinking of St. Francis and his walk risking his life on the way to meet the Pope in Rome.

Finally I arrived at some resting place where I saw our people; there was also James. I was so exhausted and bewildered of everything that I had experienced that I could not go to them. I went a little bit separate and stayed there. I just could not go closer to the group. During my walk I had pondered in my mind all kinds of questions: What is this; is there any love in the whole thing; is it only empty words; is this for me at all? Will I go home right away?

When I went on standing separate, Jimmy (as we called James) came to me. I felt bitter and said him face to face: “It was terrible, it was dangerous”, letting him know that he was to blame.

Jimmy said nothing; but when the others went on their way, he stayed and walked behind me. I then said him: “Brother, I do not complain, I am just tired and exhausted.” I told him that I had been thinking of Francis and his walk to Rome; that I had associated very deeply with him.

At the dinner table in the evening I cried all the time when telling my Canadian Sisters about my experiences. Then I saw Jimmy at one table. I just had to go to him. I apologized to him for my words on the walking, and said how much I love him and the Beloved Sisters and Brothers. He stood up, gave me a kiss on the cheek, smiled and said simply: ”I love you”.

The following day from Spoleto to Terni was a most wonderful day. I walked with my Canadian Sisters, Linda and Julia. We were like three joyful rogues having fun together. Julia took a lot of pictures and easily made friends with the local people; one farmer even had time to propose to Julia! We arrived at the beautiful waterfalls. Most of our Beloveds were there and we enjoyed the beautiful place and our Beloveds’ company.

Life is like this. If there were no painful moments, could the lovely, memorable moments be so sweet? In Rome, the Pope did not give an audience that day to any group. But we were there, in front of the Vatican, greeting the Pope with our hearts, and left our Peace message with his office. Blessed was our Peace Walk.

I am happy to meet James at the Spiritual Fair in Jarvenpaa and Helsinki. It is great that he finally visits Finland. He is most welcome!

Peace in my heart,
Margie

Rev. Marketta Myllari (Beloved Community)
margie (at) mariamagdalena.fi
www.mariamagdalena.fi   tel. +358 40 7626454

James and his two Finnish Lady Peace Ministers, Margie and Raija Maria Rintapaa. The photo was taken at the Fair in Jarvenpaa.

THE TIMELESS TIME AND NIGHTLESS NIGHT

With your Midnight Sun I have been awake
And celebrated the nightless night

And fallen in sweet dreaming
Having watched the Creator’s work

I cannot forget the enchantment of your light
Oh, the land of tens of tens of streams.

(the first verse of the official song of ours: “The land of ten streams” just the words translated)

The sun does not set here in Rovaniemi until the 7th of July. This wonderful, magical time is here again “The time when there is no time”. There is only light, and the joy and delight of it. Time is an illusion, as much as everything is in this physical world. Everything happens here and now. Time is timelessness.

You can best have a sense of this timelessness of time, during the time of the nightless night. For myself, it is always a big miracle and at the same time fully natural. I have been used to this lengthy amount of light since I was a child. You could be busy with the gardening day and night, and sleep any time you felt tired. Still, even now, I never have the curtains pulled over the windows at night. That would bother me and be a nuisance.

Life is inbreathing and outbreathing, silence and action, tranquility and the streaming of the waters. Within water flows the elixir of life. And in us as well, human beings, this elixir is flowing. It is the reason why we have such a longing to see and experience the streaming of water.

When the rivers Kemijoki and Ounasjoki were freed from winters ice, and the water started to flow freely towards the sea, I sensed it with my very soul. While Nordic walking with sticks daily along the riversides, I am dazed by the bubbling joy of the flowing water and the shining sunrays being reflected. My steps get light and my breathing is easy.

I experienced this timeless time very clearly last weekend when I celebrated with my classmates in our old high school on the day of the yearly high school graduation. We were announced jubilee students (it means that we had our own graduation fifty years ago in the same high school). We, two parallel grades, celebrated the whole weekend in several gathering occasions. Two years ago we celebrated the 100^th anniversary of our dear Lyska (Lyceum). With our class reunion, we celebrated as if we were ‘in our high school days of old’.

How does this miraculous timelessness appear within us? Nevertheless, there are more years coming and we do not actually feel them within us. Every time I dance a fast rock’n roll or jive, I feel within that I am a teenager. It is a real wonder that during all these decades these dances have always been popular dances. How I am feeling is most important. It describes what time I live in. It is up to me and what I decide. Do I choose joy or sorrow, love or fear? Nobody can tell me what attitude I have to take with anything. No matter what happens in this physical world, it is my own decision how I experience it.

In the last few weeks I have been driving to different directions along these great riversides of Kemijoki and Ounasjoki and have admired the open views. It is no wonder that our provincial official song is ‘The song of ten rivers’. Water flows in tens of streams into two big rivers to unite in the heart of the city on their way towards the sea.

A couple of weeks ago, I drove to the mountains. I visited Luosto mountain (about 1,5 hours’s drive) and met Pirjo, a good friend of mine, who lives there and arranges courses and seminars in Luostonlinna, has a large log home near a little pond facing the mountains. I started having my Maria Magdalena weekends there with courses and healing sessions. The energy for outbreathing has started within me. Thus far, I have mostly done energy work in my home Sanctuary. The daily Peace Prayers and the Emissary Wheel have been the priority of my prayer work.

My writings have also been a great joy in my heart these past few years. I am very grateful to all who voted for me in the “Next Top Spiritual Author competition”. It was a great experience. The fact that I am not amongst the 25 who continue on in the competition does not mean that I had stopped writing, quite the contrary. I learned a lot and received much love and support around the world. Everything has its purpose in our life. You never know what exciting things may happen; my energies are now joyfully out in the whole wide world! We need not know necessarily about the results of our work. The energy knows where to go and whom to reach. And so it is.

“How can I serve you Mother Maria Magdalena?” This is most important question for me. To be in direct contact with Her and surrender to Her Divine guidance, and trusting that guidance, makes me grateful for every moment in my life. To remember that this life in the physical world is an illusion, and that life is important. As Divine beings our task is to find our own Divinity within us in this world of illusions, then radiate that Divinity around us. Only in this way can we help and influence Peace in the physical world of illusions. Peace comes so that the human mind calms down and becomes illuminated. The heart awakens and the soul understands this process. This is exactly what the Emissary Wheel teaches us. It is what I love to teach in my courses to those that respond to the invitation of the energy of Mother Maria Magdalena, and who want to receiving this teaching through me as Her instrument.

I love the scenery from my windows. I often sit on the wooden sofa in my kitchen and look at the fabulous view to Harjulampi, the little lake where the sky reflects off the water in fabulous colors that are continuously changing. I have taken hundreds of photos of this same scenery at different times. I even snap photos when I am simply sitting or working in the kitchen. It is an easy way of taking photos! Blessed is this scenery.

Sleeping does not attract me in these days of Midnight Sun at all. At midnight I sit on my sofa in the kitchen and watch the sky and the water. Often I play with my Oracle cards – I have several of them. Last night when the writing of this article stepped into my heart, I took the Magdalene Oracle cards (that I received a couple of years ago from my dear friend during the Easter Retreat in Willow Springs Sanctuary).

It was the Magdalene card that I pulled. Below is the text of this card. Let it bring Joy to your heart!

Go forth and be true to yourself
Dare to be different
To make mistakes

Create, for it is in creation that you exist
In a world full of dreams that stem from your heart
In oneness, love and hatred
Wonder and awe, softness and pain, joy and light.

In the stillness the unknown awaits
A void wanting to be filled.
Step into it with courage and strength
Like a budding rose reaching for the light
Love will lead you to greener pastures

Keep your pockets full of dreams
For life is a test of faith
Allow your light to shine
There is no beginning or end,
There is only love!

With blessings and love,
Margie
Marketta Myllari
Lady Peace Minister

PEACE CHAPEL NEEDED IN SANTA CLAUS VILLAGE

The Santa Claus Village in the Arctic Circle needs a Peace Chapel. It would be a Divine Sanctuary for all people of all paths, and a sacred space where all are welcomed with open heart and arms; along with the vision that these Peace Chapels will spread around the world.

I have spoken, written and meditated about this Peace Chapel for about three years. Now I have taken the next step by taking part in the international “The Next Top Spiritual Author” competition with my book “Maria Magdalena in My Heart”. The creators of this competition are James Twyman, the best-selling author of many books, and fellow publisher Robert Evans. The winner of this competition will be awarded a publishing contract with Hampton Roads Publishing along with a lot of publicity.

My book consists of articles that I have written and will write for local newspapers and nation-wide magazines. The competition lasts for 8 months and the book needs to be completed by the end of the competition. I am writing these articles full time. There are 4 Rounds of voting, and the first voting session ends on May 3^rd. After this initial voting, there will be 250 authors remaining from the original 2500.

In my video, I promote traveling, Santa Claus, Lapland and the whole of Finland. I share the dream of manifesting our Peace Chapel. You too can help in promoting Lapland and the realization of this Peace Chapel in the Santa Claus Village at the Arctic Circle. Please go to my website www.mariamagdalena.fi and you’ll find the links for voting and the instructions in Finnish.

It’s high time to get this Peace Chapel in Santa Claus Village, isn’t it!

With blessings and love,
Marketta Myllari
Lady Peace Minister, M. Div.

EMISSARY WHEEL

The Emissary Wheel represents creation and life. It is a geometric representation of your Highest Self in Perfect Balance and the journey of your personal transformation. It has been used for thousands of years. The wheel has many names: the wheel of wisdom/life/love/peace. It was the sacred focus of the ancient mystery schools in Egypt and was later adopted by certain esoteric Christian traditions and communities. This ancient symbol was adapted by the Emissaries of Light through their lineage in the Community of the Beloved Disciples that was the Community of the Apostles St. John and Maria Magdalena. The Emissaries of Light meditated in a chapel that was in the shape of a wheel; there were six men and six women with a person in the middle that was called a Teacher.

James Twyman discovered the community of the Emissaries of Light at a secret location in the mountains of Croatia in 1999. He received a task from the Emissaries to bring forth their spiritual message, and since then, the wheel has been open for all those interested. James published his experiences in his book “Emissary of Light”. The Emissaries told James that they are no longer needed; every person can become an Emissary Wheel within themselves.

In the spring 2003 James sent thousands of e-mails and had over 20,000 people join the internet course “Spiritual Peacemaking”. The course was held from March 3 to June 6, 2003. There were 33 lessons in this course that flowed through 99 days. There were 999 English words in each lesson, and one lesson was given every three days.

What power the number three has! Thirty-three is not an ordinary number. “It is the number of your Christ Consciousness. It is the number of your awakening. Why are these lessons being presented every three days? “I lied motionless in the tomb for three days so that life would take me into itself.” These are the words of Jeshua/Jesus whose lessons James brought forth to the people.

Later James published these lessons of Jeshua in a book “The Art of the Spiritual Peacemaking”. These lessons started the worldwide mystery school that James held and also his wide spiritual work with peace concerts, books, films and many organised peace projects.

In the beginning, I received one of these many e-mails from James. I do not remember who sent the first one to me. This started my own journey within the Beloved Community. I took part in many courses offered by James, and then started studying in the “Spiritual Peacemaking Seminary”; this studying culminated in Assisi in 2005 when I was Ordained a Peace Minister of the Beloved Community by James Twyman himself. I became the first Finnish Peace Minister.

The Emissary Wheel has affected my life for many years. When I lived in Tampere, I built it on the floor of my living room using little stones that I had collected when travelling abroad. I was amazed to find out that I had collected exactly the correct amount of stones.

When I returned to Rovaniemi, my home town in the North, almost three years ago, I built the wheel again. This time on the floor, in the middle of my kitchen. It remains to this day. All day long I ‘hop’ around it. A couple of years ago I ordered a Emissary Wheel cotton quilt from the USA. This “Joyous Spirit Emissary Wheel” was created for me and manifested in prayer and blessing by my Beloved Sister Jane Shaw Stein. It is very valuable and beautiful and is located in the middle of the floor of my living room. It awaits a bigger room in the Maria Magdalena Tempel here in Rovaniemi.

I start and end my days with the Emissary Wheel. There are many levels and objects in the wheel. I let the wheel teach and speak to me intuitively. The outer circle represents Mind, the Triangle -Heart and the Inner Circle - Soul. On the Outer Circle there are 12 points and spokes inwards. Each of these points represents a quality of energy associated with a Spiritual Peacemaker. They start at the twelve o’clock point and move clockwise around the wheel. They are:
Courage, Patience, Wisdom, Certainty, Compassion, Joy, Clarity, Understanding, Depth, Generosity, Abundance, Agape.

The Wheel seems to move on its own, but the Center remains still. You see triangles upon triangles, all leading to the very center where no movement occurs at all. This is your goal, perfect stillness.

All these qualities deal with the three Enlightenments: Illumined Mind (Outer Circle), Awakened Heart (Triangle in the middle) and Realised Soul (Inner Circle).

The vital lesson of the Wheel is Surrender, Trust and Gratitude. Mind surrenders, Heart trusts and Soul is grateful. Mind believes, Heart feels and Soul knows. The foundation of the Tempel is: Grace, Peace and Truth.

In the mornings and evenings I walk around the Wheel 12 times focusing on each quality of the Outer Circle, strengthening in this way my own qualities. I use the name of God: I AM and strengthen it by the Moses Code: I AM THAT, I AM. I also use the word: Yesh a lot.

I gaze at the Wheel with my arms up like the Y-letter and say: The Emissary Wheel Yesh, I AM that, I AM. Then the arms down and up again: I AM that, I AM in this way with every object. After this practice, in the same way, I gaze at the Outer Circle and say: I AM Illumined Mind, I AM. ….Then I gaze at the Triangle and I say: I AM Awakened Heart, I AM….. Then I gaze at the Inner Circle and say: I AM Realised Soul, I AM….

Next, in the same way, I look again at the Outer Circle and say: I AM Surrender, I AM. …..Then I look at the Triangle and say: I AM Trust, I AM….. And then I look at the Inner Circle and say I AM Gratitude, I AM….

I remove the little candle, that I usually have lit in the middle of the wheel, and step into the Inner Circle. I say in the same way (with my arms up) in the center of the Emissary Wheel: The Center of the Emissary Wheel Yesh, I AM that, I AM. Only the Beloved I AM is Real. To see as God sees, to feel as God feels, to know what God knows. The Beloved I AM Sees only the Beloved I AM. Surrender. Trust. Gratitude. Grace. Peace. Truth. Unconditional Love. Mother Maria Magdalena.

I do the same in front of the Emissary Wheel in the living room. Usually I speak in Finnish and English (the same as when presenting the Sacred Office of Peace Prayers at my home altar).

The Emissary Wheel quilt in the living room is next to my meditating couch and I have noticed that the influence of the Wheel is very strong. I take “color energetic baths” wrapped in my colorful quilt blanket, there is a big painting with Labrador tea flowers above the couch and from the window I see the dancing twigs of the big fir. This is a truly energetic power place for me! The Emissary Wheel quilt is also for sacred ceremonies such as wedding ceremonies.

When I think of the location of Rovaniemi, I do not wonder why the energies her are so high. Two big rivers in the heart of our city making a big Y letter. Y refers to the name of Yeshua/Jeshua and the word of Yes. When you put your arms up, you make the Y letter and then you surrender to the Light Forces trusting them and thanking them for everything in your life.

Rovaniemi is surrounded by arctic hills. The Ounasvaara in the heart of the town has always been a power place for the residents. I see from my window my own Mother hill, at the foot of which my mother had her family farm. I feel very deeply that the Mother energy embraces all of us.

Mother Maria Magdalena is for me everything. She has brought me back home and lives in me. She walks with me in the mountains in summer time and skies with me in the winter. She inspired me in downhill skiing after not having done so for 15 years. I was scared when I looked down the top of the mountain. I said to myself, why am I here, why I am doing this? Mother Maria Magdalena and Archangel Michael, please help me and protect me, so that I can ski down safely. And I did it. I faced my fear and won. And now I truly love downhill skiing. From the top of the mountain you see far away and the sky is closer to you. You can breathe easier and you feel like getting wings to fly.

From the mountains I have received inspiration for my articles as I now participate in an international writers competition. The creators of this “Next Top Spiritual Author” competition are James Twyman and Robert Evans. James has written 13 books, two of which have been on the New York Times Best Seller List, and the other one being on top of the Amazon books Best Seller List. James and Robert are helping others get publishing contracts. My book, Maria Magdalena in My Heart, consists of my articles that I have written for newspapers.

My idea is to write for all people, not only for so called “spiritual persons”. Maria Magdalena tells me to write and supports me in this work, too. On my website www.mariamagdalena.fi you will find the link and the Finnish instruction for the voting. My heartfelt thanks for your love and support!

With blessings and love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister, M. Div.

The Secret of the Beloved Disciple

There are two books that are especially dear to me concerning Maria Magdalena. One is “The Secret of the Beloved Disciple” by James Twyman, and the other is Margaret Starbird’s book entitled “The Lady with the Alabaster Jar”.

When I studied in the Seminary of the Spiritual Peacemaking, both of these books were part of the reading list. I translated James’ book into Finnish. I received a sudden inspiration for this on New Year’s Eve 2006 and translated the book day and night for two weeks. I did not even consider whether it would be published by anyone or not. The inner burning for translating was so immense.

It took one year to find a publisher. Unio Mystica in its Delfin Kirjat (Dolphin Books) published it in 2007. They preferred to drop the word “Beloved “and entitle the book in Finnish “The Secret of the Disciple”. The original “The Secret of the Beloved Disciple” was published in 2000.

The Secret of the Beloved Disciple is a fascinating book which continues the story that James Twyman told in his earlier book “Emissary of Light”. In this previous book, James shared his adventure in the late 1990’s when he travelled to Bosnia to sing a Peace Concert. There he was led to a mystical community known as the Emissaries of Light (an ancient, thousands of years old society whose purpose is to anchor peace where peace has been all but forgotten). The Emissaries invited James to join in their meditations and learn their ways of transmuting fear into love. He also learned of their origin.

During a peace march in the streets of Belgrade, James met a mysterious lady named Maria. Afterwards he learned that Maria is a physical apparition of Jesus’ Mother Mary. During the same trip he meets Maria again in Medjugorje (a little village, full of pilgrims, in Croatia). Later on, he again meets Maria (in different physical apparitions) in the refugee camp near the borders of Kosovo and Macedonia. From Maria, James receives a lot of information.

It is interesting that James uses the both names, Maria and Mary in his book. I did the same in my translation, without translating the name Mary. Using different names has its purpose. James’ family is Irish and they are devoted Catholics. James was 10 years old when he gave his promise to the Blessed Mother Mary to give him self to Her and to be used to bring people to God.

Here are some extracts from the book:

Maria: “What returns to the world is what you might call an “energetic signature”. The Christ is an experience, not a person…The teacher you are waiting for, what you call the “next teacher”, will assume the same frame of reference as Jesus. It will be Jesus, but it will be more”.

Maria: “ I am the Queen of Peace. ..You could say that I am the Feminine Principle…Compassion, understanding and tolerance are the paths that lead to me. These qualities are traditionally feminine qualities, and it is into this energy that humanity must now enter”.

James: ”We’ve always been taught that Jesus ascended into Heaven”.

Maria smiled: “You can call it Heaven if you want. In many ways it is very similar to your concept of Heaven. And yet there is so much more, many other levels that are so subtle you have no way of understanding them. The masters do not return from these levels physically, unless it’s in a form like the one you’re perceiving right now. I have assumed this body in order to teach you a particular lesson. When the lesson is over the body is gone”.

Maria: “The next teacher is already with you, and you will know what to do when the time comes. I am here to prepare you. I am here to remind you of your promise, and to hold your hand”.

On the island of Iona in Scotland James met (before his trip to Kosovo) one mystic, old woman. “You can call me ‘Old Woman’. I’ve been here as long as these rocks. I can tell you things that no one else can…things you want to hear”.

”You’ve met my daughter…. Yes, you know what I mean. You’ve met her, and she knows who you are. She’s the one who will lead you… lead everyone. I’ve been here for a long time, but now it’s her turn. I’ve been making the crack in the rock, and she’s going to get inside that crack and break it apart. Don’t act so stunned. This is what you knew would happen, I just look a little different than you expected.”…

“The door is already open. It has always been open. And I’m too old to keep up this tapping. Here, why don’t you keep this”…

“She, my daughter will tell you what you need to know, just like I told her. Just don’t miss it, because it’s important. And keep tapping the rock. You’ll laugh about it someday… someday when you understand.”

It is significant that the name of Peter means ‘rock’. It’s time for the masculine church of Peter and the feminine church of St. John and Maria Magdalena to come together. It is time to break the rock of Peter by tapping it with the enthusiasm and love of Mother Maria. It is time to recognize and confess that there are two Christ’s, the masculine and the feminine. The Feminine Christ has been in the background for two thousand years, but now it is emerging by force of nature.

Shrinat Devi , shaman, James’s friend:

The Light of Christ has already returned. And I didn’t say anything about Jesus. She (Mary, the Blessed Mother) had two children, but the other has been asleep for a very long time. They are really the same, but manifest in two different ways. You are to find the second, which is really the first. The lineage of St. John in the Beloved Community waits for the Second Coming of the Christ.

Maria: “Before Jesus died on the cross he put me, his mother, in the care of John. He, St. John, has continued as a living master to the community he founded, and most importantly, has protected the greatest mystery of all – the very nature of Christ’s return. There are actually two manifestations of the Christ energy. For the last two thousand years Jesus, in his identity as the masculine Christ, has personified that manifestation. The New World I spoke of is essentially a shifting of poles. The energy of the Christ, just as everything must, is about to find balance”…

James:” Once again, I must ask this. …Are you the feminine Christ?”

Maria:” I carry the feminine Christ in my heart. And because my heart is open, you sense only that Light, though it has been blocked by centuries of fear and distrust. But the time of awakening is at hand, and you have all been impregnated with the Light of all Lights. As you move closer to the appointed moment. Light will grow within you, until you come to the end of your waiting. Then Light will be born and will come into the world again. When I say you, I mean all of you. for the Feminine Christ comes not through one, but through all. This is the message of the Beloved Disciple, and it is now your message.”

Nearly every spiritual tradition acknowledges and honours the feminine compassionate nature of God. Some identify this being as Tara, Quan Yin, Sofia or Saraswati, but behind them all beats the heart of a mother, a Divine Universal Mother. Christians call her the Blessed Mother”, or simply “Mary, the Mother of Jesus”.

In Belgrade James meets Maria. In Medjugorje he meets Maria again, but he also speaks of Mother Mary who is worshipped there. In the conclusion of the book James writes: “I’m still not exactly sure who ‘she’ is. Is she the Mary I was raised to love, the Blessed Mother I was told cherished and watched over me, or is even that title a limitation?

James’ text is mysterious and clear at the same time. So it is generally with the texts of the wise men. James does not give ready answers, either. I have been fascinated from the first moment I started reading his book by this question: Who is who? What is the part of Maria Magdalena in this book? One hint is that James uses also the name ‘Maria’. I have pondered why he does not speak direct of Maria Magdalena. And I know that in Seminary he did. He has also dedicated many songs to Maria Magdalena.

I think that the reason is that James wanted to emphasise the essence of the Universal Mother. This Magdalene Flame appeared at Jesus’ time in His mother and in his Beloved Maria Magdalena. In the Holy Marriage of Jesus and Maria Magdalena, these two energies (the Feminine Christ and the Masculine Christ), fused. These energies are universal and for all religions and nations – also for those that do not even speak or know of Jesus and Maria Magdalena.

Who is the Beloved Disciple? The matter is not so unambiguous. Both St. John and Maria Magdalena are being presumed to be this person. What if they are one and the same person in one meaning? The Bible has cleverly hid the existence of Maria Magdalena as Jesus’ Beloved and spouse. She could not be removed from history because so many people knew of Her part in Jesus’ last moments at the cross and at Jesus’ tomb; BUT she was made a ‘nameless male person’, ‘the disciple that Jesus loved’. Even a nameless man was better than a woman in those days. Especially to witness Jesus Resurrection, a woman was not worthy of that.

What if the Beloved Disciple really is St. John? This is not invented, either. Both St. John and Maria Magdalena were important, dear persons to Jesus. They formed the Beloved Community that has existed for two thousand years; the same community to which James was led in Croatia.

Maria Magdalena was forced to flee right after Jesus’ Crucifixion. She was also crucified, as she was defamed, forgotten and had to escape. She was not able to lead the Beloved Community. It was fully left to St. John. These two closest disciples of Jesus understood his most profound, esoteric teachings.

Jesus and Maria Magdalena had, according to many books (and also my intuition), three children: two sons and one daughter. When she escaped to Egypt, she was pregnant. Her daughter Sarah was born in Egypt.

From Egypt they moved to southern France. Southern Europe is full of statues of Maria Magdalena, and statues of the Black Madonna. Black refers to the underground, secret life as a refugee. For instance Poland’s patron saint is one of these Black Madonna’s.

What about James himself? What is his part in all these happenings? The book gives hints all the time, but James does not say anything directly of himself. But the reader may make conclusions between the lines.

In the end of this book, Fr. John and Shrinat Devi say to James:

“We think you need to begin a mystery school based on everything that was revealed to you by the Emissaries and Maria. We’ll help you. The ‘New Emissaries’ will emerge from that school, and the ancient order will be in the open again.”

I have studied in the Seminary of the Spiritual Peacemaking of the Beloved Community and was ordained a Peace Minister by James in Assisi, Italy in 2005. In this Seminary and during the Peace Walk from Assisi to Rome, I came to know James more closely. I realised that this Seminary really is this special mystery school that he writes about in his book. My memories of those times back two thousand years ago are recovered. Quite naturally and easily recovered are also my memories of Maria Magdalena. It was then I started communicating regularly with Her.

I am deeply grateful to Life and Maria Magdalena for this wonderful blessing to be able to be Her instrument. The Life is more miraculous than you can imagine.

This is the message of the Emissaries of Light in James’ book:

“There are two simple truths you need to accept if you are to move effortlessly in to the New World, the world which is based on the laws of love.

“The first message is – You’re Ready. You are ready to release the fearful beliefs that have kept you bound to concept of separation. You are ready to accept the reality of love that is the foundation of your existence. As you are ready to give love to everyone in every way, for that is the only way you will fully experience it for yourself.

The second message is – You Are Holy. Who you really are is beyond the scope of your imagination. If you are one with the Divine Pulse of creation, then you are also one with the holiness of God. When you realize this, when you begin to perceive this truth within everyone you meet, including yourself, then the world will change by itself. You are holy, and that cannot change.

When you accept that you are ready, and that the truth in you is the very essence of holiness, then you will recognize the next teacher - .the Messenger of Love. It is this teacher who will take you through the Door of Eternity, to the very seat of the soul.

Love and Blessings,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Maria Magdalena in my heart

Marketta “Margie” Myllari is a Spiritual Peace Minister, ordained by James Twyman of the Beloved Community in 2005 in Assisi, Italy. She lives at present in her home town Rovaniemi where she performs Peace Services in her home Sanctuary, performs Marriage Ceremonies, gives Energy healings and facilitates discourses and seminars. She is devoted to Maria Magdalena, whose instrument she feels that she is.

In her column of the Soul’s Mirror Margie writes about everything that is dear to her.
You can contact Margie:
phone +358 40 7626454
Margie (at) mariamagdalena.fi
www.mariamagdalena.fi

SOUL LOVERS – TIME TRAVELERS AT PRESENT

In every man and woman there are both male and female energies. God created the human being to be in His/Her own image, male and female. The Divine Feminine has, however, hardly at all been noticed during the last two thousand years. Woman have been subdued, despised and humiliated, and very often it continues today.

When Jesus lived there was still much influence from Egypt, and a woman could also be a high priestess and in a high position. And so Jesus’ Beloved, Maria Magdalena, besides being Jesus’s wife and mother of their children, was also a very respected high priestess. She was also the disciple, that besides Apostle John, had the deepest understanding of Jesus’ esoteric teaching. The Pistissophia and the Gospel of Mary Magdalene, among other books, are evidences that prove this.

In the last few decades, female energy has come out very strongly. It reveals by itself, as there are now many open souls that act as instruments for this Divine, Feminine energy. Balancing the energies is just now starting among humanity.

Jesus’ Mother, Maria, and Jesus’ Beloved, Maria Magdalena, have in their own lives brought out the Feminine Divinity very clearly. Especially when studying the life of Maria Magdalena, it opens many doors. In the marriage of Jesus and Maria Magdalena these Divine forces joined in the way that the Creator has meant for us to join together.

For me, the life of Maria Magdalena revealed itself when I was studying to be a Peace Minister within the Seminary of Spiritual Peacemaking with The Beloved Community. In the reading list there were many books concerning Maria Magdalena. “The Woman with the Alabaster Jar” by Margaret Starbird opened my eyes and my memory. Everything that I had been studying for over three decades came together in a miraculous way.

When I was Ordained a Peace Minister, I gave The Three Vows that Jesus gave to His Beloved Ones at His cross.

1. To love all beings unconditionally
2. To feed the sheep of God
3. To hold the Divine Mother in your heart until it is time to give Her back to the world

This is now the question of how to balance the feminine and masculine energies in mankind.  Between a woman and a man it happens in their wedding ceremony, and then in their Divine intercourse. It occurs quite naturally and in a Holy way.

In the Marriage Ceremony of the Beloved Community, there is the Sacred Oil Ceremony in which the Minister anoints the bride and groom with Spikenard and with Frankincense Oils to claim their wholeness and Union. The Spikenard Oil is the same with which Maria Magdalena anointed Her Beloved Yeshua, Jesus.

In the Marriage Ceremony there is also the Candle Ceremony in which two lit individual candles unite to be one candle with one flame. There is also the Ring Ceremony and the Blessing of the Marriage.
Maria Magdalena and Yeshua are for all of us the examples of the Holy Marriage. We all can experience the same Divinity in our marriage. In sexual intercourse, the man and the woman experience Divine Unity. It depends on us how strongly we experience it. Spiritual connection is the key to the physical experience. When two souls experience the blessed intercourse, it is a Holy union. I am convinced that most of us have, at least once, experienced this union.

From my own experience I can tell that it is possible to experience the fusion of two souls.
I was 33 years of age and my husband Jussi 66 years when we got married. As Theosophists and Rosicrucians it was clear for us from the beginning that we had been lovers already in our previous lives.

I believe that we people have many so called “soul mate relationships” for we have met a huge number of people during our many lives. It is hatred and love that combine people. Some might be married with their old enemies, until they learn to love each other. Actually, there are no enemies; there are only teachers. Sometimes the souls get a kind of ‘rest life’ and are given the possibility to love each other without any adversities and troubles; devoting themselves completely to their beloved one.

I have published a book about the Love letters between my husband and myself. They are the Love letters that we wrote in 1973 before we got married. When I rewrote these handwritten letters on my computer in December 1999, Jussi and I started to write new letters in between the old ones. It was amazing and felt quite natural. That was surprising ‘time travelling’. I enclosed these letters in the book. I am still in connection with Jussi. He belongs to my ‘Energy family’.

Later on I realised that Jussi had helped me to get a breast cancer with which I could handle the tragic traumas of my present life, but mostly of my previous lives. It happened so that when writing the letters at the computer and reading them again that I suddenly realised how Jussi had doubted my love in his jealousy. (At that time I was studying at an Adult Institute and Jussi was a widower living by himself at his home). The reading of some of his letters burst out a huge emotional storm within me, even rage. When I wrote hundreds of pages in three weeks, it was a physical and emotional process.

Big Love can act in this way, too.

Here are some extracts of our Love story *Keinuvuopaja Trilogy*
(Keinuvuopaja is the name of my house in Rovaniemi. The name is Lappish and means *Waterway*)

Maria Magdalena in my heart

Marketta “Margie” Myllari is a Spiritual Peace Minister, ordained by James Twyman of the Beloved Community in 2005 in Assisi, Italy. She lives at present in her home town Rovaniemi where she performs Peace Services in her home Sanctuary, performs Marriage Ceremonies, gives Energy healings and facilitates discourses and seminars. She is devoted to Maria Magdalena, whose instrument she feels that she is.

In her column of the Soul’s Mirror Margie writes about everything that is dear to her.
You can contact Margie:
phone +358 40 7626454
Margie (at) mariamagdalena.fi
www.mariamagdalena.fi

PEACE PRAYERS IN THE FELLS WITH MARIA MAGDALENA

The freedom of the Spirit and mind

The month of September has been, for me, a celebration! I have been hiking on the nearby Nordic hills (wooded, rocky hills), in the mountains, forests and nature paths. In Rovaniemi nature is at your doorstep, and the closest mountains are only a couple hours' drive away. You need not carry your equipment throughout the country. You can get take off when the time is suitable, and when the weather is great and calls for hiking.

You have the freedom of the Spirit and the Soul to walk under the Divine guidance of Mother Maria Magdalena. Freedom is for me the most important thing that I breathe in. This autumn I have gone hiking four times in the mountains. Each time the weather has been sunny and glowing with autumn tints, especially on the ground. It has been glorious.
 
On the first weekend of September, I made a trip with the hikers' club to the fells of Yllas. The autumn colors on the ground were already magnificent. It was quite an experience to climb the very steep slope of Hell's Gorge, especially when the loose stones drop around you. I did not dare to stand at the edge, but climbed with my hands to feel  the peak. I may not have gone if I had known what was ahead! Protection and blessings were, however, clearly present all the time.

photo   - unknown hiker  

 
Inner burning up to the mountains
 
Generally I have set off in any direction any time by myself. I just have a feeling that I have to get out, as if I were lacking oxygen otherwise. This inner burning has taken me again and again up to the mountains. One reason for hiking by myself, is that by walking I hold the Peace Prayers in my heart and in my mind - stopping here and there on some high peak to present them aloud.
 
When you walk it is not good to talk; it takes energy from you. It is good to breathe in through your nose, the mouth shut, and then breathe in through your mouth. This I learnt during the Peace Walk with James Twyman and others when we walked in 2005 from Assisi to Rome, in the footsteps of St. Francis. It was Alex from Russia that taught this to us. He had been hiking in Siberia and had learnt this right way of breathing when walking. This works amazingly well! When you concentrate on your breathing your tiredness is gone -miraculously!
 
Next, I "sprinted" to the northeast direction, to the fells of Saariselka (about four hours' drive). It was my intention to drive to the mountains of Pyha and Luosto, but when coming to the fork in the road I noticed that I drove right up to the north. I felt that it was meant to be so.
 
It was late afternoon when I reached the mountains. I got a moderately-priced room at a nice little hotel.  After settling in, I got off right away to the mountain.
 
The dazzling vastness of the scenery
 
The area of the Saariselka fells is very familiar to me. It is the old, traditional terrain for cross country and downhill skiing, and rambling and hiking in the nearby big National Park. Long before the other fells, like Yllas and Levi, were built full of modern hotels. I know the treks and hiking paths there very well, and I know that they are also safe for hiking by yourself.
 
It was about three in the afternoon, and those people that I met wondered why I was going in the opposite direction? Nevertheless, I went on hiking by myself. I knew the route and felt safe. At the end of trek, in the Rumakuru Gorge, there is a little log cabin that is open for hikers. There I presented the Peace Prayers in great silence and peace. I felt the Presence of our Divine Mother Maria Magdalena.
 
When I returned I saw only reindeer on the slopes of the mountains. Then I turned to another path and climbed to the peak of Iisakkipaa (one of those peaks, not too far from the center of the hotels).
 
It was about six o'clock in the evening, cloudy,and little by little getting dim. Then suddenly I felt sun beams on my face when the Sun burst out brilliantly shining. It was amazing and impressing! The Sun and the dazzling vastness of the fells around me. In every direction I saw the same huge vastness, nothing but mountains, the sky and the shining Sun. I turned around and around, again and again, and fell into this dazzling, glorious, limitless space.

photo: Hell’s Gorge, Yllas   -   Margie

 
I presented the Peace Prayers on the peak in beauty and sunshine. Then I started my way down the slope, the Sun still shining on my face. I had to hurry, because it was getting late. There were some wet places with duckboards at the end of the path, and some steep cliffs. I felt, however, all the time how Maria Magdalena gently protected and blessed me.
 
Maria Magdalena and the Sunbeams
 
Next morning, very soon after the breakfast, I started off again to climb the mountain. It was early and no hikers on the path; again I was by myself. The clouds were down, BUT suddenly the Sun burst out and shone direct into my face. Maria Magdalena again played joyfully with me, giving Her blessing with the sunbeams. I felt very happy.
 
At the hotel I still had time for a shower and to eat my packed lunch before giving up the room. When I was driving back home it started to rain silently, little by little. Yes! Raining felt good; it cleaned and relaxed the mind and the body.
 
At home between the mountain trips I just had time to wash my clothes and go for a short hike on the hills (here they are called Nordic hills as they are wooded, rocky hills) of nearby Ounasvaara or Poyliovaara, my favorite home hills. Many forest paths are dear to me as well and I enjoy our close nature surroundings very much.
 
The old, nostalgic fells of Pallas
 
My next direction was right up to the north, to the Fells of Pallas. Halfway there I stopped to visit my old school mate Pietari, a retired teacher at mathematics, who returned to his home village, built a house by the River Ounasjoki, and started to keep reindeer in the same way as his family always did. Reindeer are for him, once again, the dearest thing in the world.

photo: Autumn colours  -  Margie

 
I drove to the north to the mountain of Levi. This place, about two hours from Rovaniemi, is nowadays like a modern tourist town with many mountain slopes for downhill skiing, hotels and restaurants. It did not invite me this time. I passed it and continued the drive north.
 
My next goal was the Fells of Pallas, the other nostalgic mountain area for me (besides Saariselka). Pallas is located in the big National Park of Pallas/Yllas. There is only one hotel there, up in the mountain, an old log house hotel. There has been a lot of debate lately whether to expand the hotel building, or not. Pallas has traditionally been a hikers' place.
 
The Pallas-Yllas Natonal Park protects the great fell chain in western Lapland. It is the third largest national park in Finland covering an area of 1020 sq. km with unique fell, forest and peatland nature.
 
The fells of Pallas is the mountain area where we used to go for skiing and hiking when we were young. The way up to the old hotel in the mountain is most beautiful and fascinating. I remember how we always cheered "hurrah!" when we saw the many summits of Pallas. The sight is always captivating. I went there often during our winter holidays with my girlfriends.  We had great fun together, skiing, hiking and dancing in the evenings. The same old hotel still is there. Probably next time it will be bigger.
 
I thought that I might stay over night at the hotel, but it was closed for the season. Luckily the center for the national park was open. Very soon I got off to the closest peak. I found the same rock where I had shared the Peace Prayers two years earlier when I was there with my friend Kaarina. And once again: the Sun started to shine brilliantly. The Peace Prayers seem to invite the Sunshine!
 
There are many hiking trails in the fells of Pallas/Yllas National Park and one of the most popular is the trail of Pallas - Hetta, the length of which is 56 km. I walked this trail a little way, and I met some joyful ladies. They shared with me that their home town is Nokia, the nearby town of Tampere where I lived for many years. They were going up to Taivaskero (Sky Peak) that is the highest summit of the Pallas National Park, rising to 870 meters.
 
Hiking or skiing the trail Pallas-Hetta has always been my dream, and some day I will do it!
 
Hetta is a sacred place
 
I reached Hetta  that same day in the evening, not hiking, but driving around the mountains for hundreds of kilometres. I stayed at Hetan Majatalo. This nice, cosey family hotel was Lapland's first tourist enterprise, and this year it celebrates its 85th anniversary. Tiina, a charming young lady, is the fourth generation director of this family business.

photo: Autumn colours  -  Margie
 
I stayed over night alone in the old wooden main house. I felt many generations' of hikers rambling in my room. I could imagine how they happily fell asleep after several days of hiking in the fells between Pallas and Hetta.
 
Early in the morning I went off again. I climbed Jyppyra, the highest peak in Hetta, and then started hiking along the path on the ridge. I did not see any other people, not even reindeer. The scenery was beautiful. You could see the peak of the mountain of Saana far away in the northwest direction, near the Norwegian border.
 
I walked and talked the Peace Prayers, in my mind and also aloud, when I found a special place to do so. The SUN was again with me. It means that Mother Maria Magdalena was with me all the time. How happy I felt! The Joy and Peace in my heart was tangible. And the Beauty around me was magnificent.
 
We have a special word in Finnish : RUSKA
 
"Ruska is the autumnal period that changes the summer shades into vibrant colors. Mornings are misty, damp and chilly - frost gives the first taste of the coming winter. The sun gives way to the starry skies, dark nights and moonlit evenings. When the southern visitors have to say their goodbyes, feelings of longing and sadness fill the air. The exhausted nature becomes quiet and settles down.
 
You can take a hike into the Lappish nature on a trip lasting a day or two, or perhaps even a trek lasting a few weeks. Alongside springs, autumn is the most popular time for hiking. The mosquitoes have gone, the air is neither too hot nor too cold, and in both seasons the nature displays its most colorful splendor." (booklet 'Fell Lapland')
 
I walked again and said the Peace Prayers, enjoyed the sunshine and beauty and the Presence of Mother Maria Magdalena. What a blessing I experienced!
 
When I asked Maria Magdalena why I needed to drive to Hetta, She answered that Hetta is a sacred place for the Laps and for many others. And so it is. There is church high on a hill in the village of Hetta, and especially at Easter there are special festivities that also many travelers come to attend. Hetta is a well-known place in Lapland.

photo: The fells of Yllas - Margie

 
I left Hetta in the late afternoon with sunshine within me and shining outdoors as well.  It was a great joy to drive along the fells, rivers and forests. I drove down to the southern direction, hundreds of kilometers. This time I drove the western side of Lapland, following the River Tornionjoki that is the border river between Finland and Sweden. This river has always been one of the most peaceful rivers in the world: no fights whatsoever.
 
The colorful, yellow birches alongside the highway, the bluish Nordic hills in the distance, and the glimmering water of the River Tornionjoki on the right side made the drive a great experience. It was as if driving in the Nature Tempel.
 
The Sun Invitation to Pyhatunturi ('Holy Mountain')
 
The fourth time I felt the invitation to the mountains was the last weekend of September. The Sun shone brilliantly on Saturday morning.  I packed my things in the car and got off to the mountain of Pyhatunturi (about a two hours' drive) for a daily visit there. I knew exactly where to go. First I went down along the Isokuru Gorge, then up to the steep steps and ahead up the path to the "Water of the Holy Baptism". This is one of the old, traditional sacred places for Lappish Shamans.
 
Many Shamans were later forced to take the Christian baptism in their own holy places. Or they were driven to death to the gorges. These places have needed a lot of purification and healing with blessings. I attended two years ago this kind of healing process with a group arranged by my friend Tiina and some friends from southern Finland. Marko Pogacnik, the writer of "Healing the Heart of the Earth" and many, other great books, was invited to lead this healing process.
 
I followed the path and then suddenly I felt an invitation. The slope on the left shone in a special way. I climbed to the top and then found out that it was the same place where I had had the Peace Prayers two years ago. There was a huge formation of rocks that looked like a pyramid. That place shone in a brilliant sunshine. Again Mother Maria Magdalena was with me with the sunshine.
 
I had the Peace Prayers in beauty and silence. The open, vast nature was the Temple. Maria Magdalena Herself was the High Priestess.
 
The Sunshine and Beauty have followed me in the fells. I feel that beauty has grown inside me. I have prayed for Peace, Love and Blessing. Everything has its purpose. Maria Magdalena has walked with me in the fells. I have felt that everything is in order in the world. I am happy, joyful and peaceful. 
 
I wish the same to you.

Peace, Love, Joy and Blessings,

Margie

Maria Magdalena Sister
Lady Peace Minister

Maria Magdalena in my heart

Marketta “Margie” Myllari is a Spiritual Peace Minister, ordained by James Twyman of the Beloved Community in 2005 in Assisi, Italy. She lives at present in her home town Rovaniemi where she performs Peace Services in her home Sanctuary, performs Marriage Ceremonies, gives Energy healings and facilitates discourses and seminars. She is devoted to Maria Magdalena, whose instrument she feels that she is.

In her column of the Soul’s Mirror Margie writes about everything that is dear to her.
You can contact Margie:
phone +358 40 7626454
Margie (at) mariamagdalena.fi
www.mariamagdalena.fi

Margie, fallen in love with Life:

MARIA MAGDALENA IN MY HEART  

Maria Magdalena was Jesus' Beloved, and the closest person to him. She was also a high Priestess and the disciple that (besides the Apostle John) most deeply understood Jesus' esoteric inner wisdom. It was a great joy for me to find Maria Magdalena when I began studying Feminine Divinity many years ago.
 
In Stockholm there is a most beautiful Maria Magdalena Kyrka (the Church of St Mary Magdalene) built in the 17th century. It is situated high on a hill in the heart of the city. You can see its high, green tower from a long distance. Whoever built the church must have known who Maria Magdalena really is. The church is very beautiful and feminine, with pastel colors indoors and outdoors. The altar piece depicts " The Adoration of the Shepherds", with shepherds blessing the child. There is a feminine figure on each side. The pulpit ~ a work of Rococo art ~ is of a particularly elegant stature. On the front is a medallion depicting Mary Magdalene. The whole church radiates the beauty and grace of the Divine Feminine. Even the lady minister giving the service looked beautiful, like Maria Magdalena herself.
 
There is a great joy in my heart that Maria Magdalena is gaining the respect and love that she deserves. One of my dreams is to create a Sanctuary, a temple for Maria Magdalena here in northern Finland. If you would like to unite with me in co-creating this dream as a reality, please contact me.

 
As an instrument for Maria Magdalena, I received a task from Her. To form the Maria Magdalena Sisters. Its formation meditation was this last Pentecost, the 31st of May, right here in Rovaniemi. There were three of us physically present: Marianne from Oulu, my little sister Riitta and myself. Many, many sisters and friends in many countries also joined this peace meditation.  Included were those in my SanctaDivina community. Maria Magdalena Sisters is fully free without any restrictive rules or leaders. A sister helps another sister as a sister naturally does. How this spiritual community continues to act, is fully up to Maria Magdalena's desires. The main thing is to realise that it exists. You can receive Divine energy assistance just by thinking of Maria Magdalena. You can also send me your prayers and I will joyously forward them to the Sisters.
 
Since I first started reading books on Maria Magdalena, when studying in the Beloved Community's Seminary of Spiritual Peacemaking, my heart has belonged to Her. I enjoy every moment to be able to contact Her and be one of Her Instruments. I surrender, trust and feel gratitude of this great blessing in my life. The visions she gives to me manifest according to Her desire.
 
The symbol "Y" is a strong sign for me.

I returned to my home town Rovaniemi a couple of years ago. I felt how the roots of my heart called me home. Here, two wonderful big rivers, Kemijoki and Ounasjoki flow together in the heart of the city and make a huge "Y" symbol-letter. Jesus' Aramean name was Yeshua. It is the English word Yes. When you extend your arms upward, your body forms this "Y" symbol-letter. By doing this, you open up to the cosmic love and can ask it to be present in your life. There is this kind of strong sign/symbol in our city. The town is embraced by arctic rocky hills; its home hill being Ounasvaara in the heart of the city. My personal Mother hill is Poyliovaara, at the foot of which my Mother's home farm was situated. I see this hill from my window when I give daily service (with Peace Prayers) at my home altar.
 
My ancestors lived here for centuries, cultivating the fields by the river Kemijoki. Many of the inhabitants of the town are my relatives. In World War II Lapland was devastated. Only a few houses were miraculously preserved. Among them there are the houses of my parents, of my grandmother, and of my greatgrandmother. These three houses form a triangle and they are situated at a distance of a couple of kilometres from the city center. I feel that this is a big blessing and mystery, at least for myself. I have often thought of this and its meaning.
 
Profound and miraculous silence
 
Maria Magdalena has often told me that she led me here to be born, at the time when there is so much light in May, when darkness gives way to the light here in the north, at the Arctic Circle. Then she led me out into the big wide world, and now back home again. Everything in your life has a purpose, just as it does in this manner. You simply need to be quiet and listen to the voice of your heart. Be still, silent, and humble. In doing so, you find your answers within.

Silence is a profound and miraculous thing. It is this silence that I have enjoyed so much during the last few years. I can lie on my couch, looking at the big spruce from my window and admire its branches dancing in the wind, without thinking of anything. It's in these moments that Maria Magdalena often speaks to me.  I hear Her also in the mornings when I wake up, and in the evenings before falling asleep. Her talk is gentle and comforting. "Be peaceful" is always the most important message, "and after that we can discuss". When you surrender, trust and are grateful, a miraculous channel opens up and gives space for the Divine/higher energies to flow into and through you.
 
The spoken word is very powerful.
 
This summer has been very warm here in Lapland. The water in the lakes and rivers has been ideal for swimming. I don't remember when I have swum so much. The little apartment house where I live is situated by water. The little lake Harjulampi is half of kilometer away from the city center, and its water runs to the big river Kemijoki. Its waters are continuously renewed, so it is always pure. When I swim I always bless the water. I know that in this way I can bless all the waters of our earth. I started swimming on July 1st and I still swim in September (my goal being to swim one hundred times).
 
Every day I have one to two hours' service at my home altar. I dress in the white minister's outfit with the blue stole and the jewelry that I received when I was Ordained a Peace Minister in Assisi, Italy. The Peace Prayers of the great religions are an important part of my Peace Service. I also have included in my Service other texts that have become essential for me over the years. I speak aloud in Finnish and in English. I know that the spoken word has a big power. This I learnt when studying our great Finnish Epic of Kalevala.
 
I am an energy priest
 
My congregation is the whole of mankind. In my heart I feel that it is an energy priest that I am. I call myself a Lady Peace Minister to distinguish from the orthodox male priests. A Peace Minister can be male or female. There is another priestess of the Beloved Community right here in Finland, Raija Maria Rintapaa, who lives in Vaasa. We perform, among other things, marriage ceremonies. In this ceremony, the Divine Feminine and the Divine Masculine unite in a most Holy and Sacred way.
 
I feel that I have lived during the time of Jesus and Maria Magdalena, when they lived in Palestine. That is why these matters are so familiar to me. I am fully convinced that Jesus and Maria Magdalena were married and that they had children. In them, the Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine energy completed each other, as our Creator has intended it to be. They are close, dear friends to me.
 
Now it is the time for everything to be revealed
 
Maria Magdalena and Apostle John established the Beloved Community. It has always existed, mostly however, acting underground. The Church has always hated and persecuted it and its followers. At present it works openly, the name being the Beloved Community. Its most renowned Peace Minister is the famed Peace Troubadour, musician, and writer, James Twyman. The goal of the community is to awaken people, and contribute to the combining of Peter's exoteric church and the esoteric church (established by Maria Magdalena and the Apostle John), so that the balance between the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine energies could finally be united
as One.
 
Now is the time for everything to be revealed. It is time to let the Light shine in the darkness. The Light needs Instruments. We are called to bring forth this Light, to be Instruments through which the Light will shine. That is the reason why there are so many enlightened souls being born voluntarily. It is a miraculous calling in your heart. You cannot be mistaken. Your heart rejoices.This happened to me when I returned to Rovaniemi, my home town.
 
In dancing, every cell rejoices!
 
Joy is a great, mysterious thing in our life. Without joy you do not even feel that you are alive. This is the great joy we have been able to experience this summer, when the sun has caressed us with its rays. I have expressed this joy also in dancing. I have always loved dancing in all its forms, with rock'n roll as my favorite dance. In this dance, every cell expresses joy with enthusiasm. You just surrender to the music and rhythm and let it take you with it. I have danced a lot this summer in the open-air dancing places. These are typical Finnish summer dancing places by beautiful lakes and/or rivers.  Spectacular  surroundings of water, fresh clean air, good music, and great friends, have all brought me great joy in a wonderful way.
 
One of the most wonderful experiences this summer was the concert of Amadeus, the Tango King of Finland for this year. He sang in the popular dancing place Valdemari by the river Kemijoki (Valdemari is owned by Valde and his wife Mari). A joyful group of ladies from our house got together and went there. We had a great time and enjoyed the evening dancing.
 
We were all impressed by this young, charming singer. He sings well, is humble, modest, and talks very nicely with people. He walked and talked with people. When he stopped near me, Maria Magdalena said through me: "You are connected with high energies. They protect you. Be conscious of this." He looked at my eyes and said: "Yes, I know it." And then he hugged me warmly.
 
I felt the whole evening like being a teenager. Amadeus, dancing, joyful friends, and beautiful surroundings on a beautiful summer evening, created high energy for this occasion.

What brings us joy is a source of good. It attracts to us Divine energies. All the joys of this beautiful, warm summer such as Nordic walking, swimming, eating strawberries, blueberries and cloudberries, have created in me a state of falling in love. I can say that I have fallen in love with Life.  I live with all my heart and cells. 
 
 
With blessings and love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

Pictures by Ville Ojansivu.

MARIA MAGDALENA 

One of the most misunderstood, defamed and disgraced person of the history of our time is Maria Magdalena.

Mary Magdalene's identity as a prostitute stems from Homily 33 of Pope Gregory I, delivered in the year 591, in which he declared that she and the unnamed woman in Luke 7 are, in fact, one and the same, and that the faithful should hold Mary as the penitent whore:

"She whom Luke calls the sinful woman, whom John calls Mary, we believe to be the Mary from whom seven devils were ejected according to Mark. And what did these seven devils signify, if not all the vices?... It is clear, brothers, that the woman previously used the unguent to perfume her flesh in forbidden acts."

This started hundreds of years' insulting of Mary Magdalene.

Only in 1969 did the Catholic Church officially repeal Gregory's labelling of Mary as a whore, thereby admitting their error - though the image of Mary Magdalene as the penitent whore has remained in the public teachings of all Christian denominations. Like a small erratum buried in the back pages of a newspaper, the Church's correction goes unnoticed, while the initial and incorrect article continues to influence readers.

Did you know this? I didn't, before I read this some years ago in the preface of the Gospel of Mary Magdalene.

So it is. Very easily a person is defamed. Then it is repealed in a little note that only few people see and even less people believe to be true, but go on keeping the same lie in the mind.

In the late decades many Gnostic gospels and old books have been found in the deserts of Egypt and the Dead See, hidden there in the first century or earlier. They are not questioned. Many of them were hidden again by Vatican in the darkness of museums. But nowadays nothing can be kept in secret, no valuable material can be in the possession by only a few people. The technical knowledge of our days some assist in revealing secrets.

Maria was the closest and most beloved person for Jesus. She was also a high priestess and the apostle who besides St. John understood most deeply Jesus' esoteric, inner wisdom.

It has been a great joy for me to find Maria Magdalena years ago when studying the Divine Feminine. For two thousands years women have been tortured, disgraced and burned. The Church has always hated heretics and especially courageous women that are free and independent in their thinking.

Today nothing can be kept in secret. All  rotten secrets are revealed. We have seen this happening at a great speed in these days.

At Easter I visited Stockholm with my friend Kaarina. There I found a most beautiful Maria Magdalena Kyrka (the Church of St Mary Magdalene) from the 17th century. It is situated on a high hill in the heart of the city. And you can see its high, green tower from a long distance. Whoever built the church they must have known who Maria Magdalena really is. The church is very beautiful and feminine, with pastel colours indoors and outdoors. The altar piece depicts " The Adoration of the Shepherds", shepherds blessing the child, and there is a feminine figure on both sides. The pulpit is a work of Rococo art of a particularly elegant stature. On the front is a medallion depicting Mary Magdalene. The whole church radiates the beauty and grace of the Divine Feminine. Even the lady minister giving the service looked beautiful like Mary Magdalene Herself. (www.mariamagdalena.se)

There is a great joy in my heart that Maria Magdalena is getting back the reverence and love that She deserves. Maria Magdalena is always in my heart.

With blessings and love,
Margie

Lady peace minister

My Best Friend

Who is my best friend? That is quite a question because it's hard to answer it when each and every one of my friends has a unique ray of soul that brings warmth and comfort to my own soul. Everybody's beauty of soul is different and isn't comparable with that of any other soul.
 
The best way to contact people, including our friends, is to communicate with each one at the soul level. This means creating heart-to-heart contact between people, and this is possible even when the people involved are not physically present. I can send thoughts from my heart to your heart like the sun sends its rays to Earth.  I can also visualize a 'wheel of love' that sends beams of love from my heart to the hearts of everyone I want to love and support.
 
For instance, As I write my articles I focus on everyone who reads this newspaper, "Lapin Kansa," and I focus even more on those who read my articles because I believe that my words touch you, my dear reader.  I ask for the words that surely touch you and bring you something you need. Perhaps it's something beautiful that will germinate deep inside your heart to emerge just when you need it.  You don't even need to think of the matter and I don't need to do anything but send my thought to you. It will reach you if you are receptive to it.
 
Even if you are close to me, my dear reader, I have something to confess.  There is someone that I regard as My Best Friend.   I hope You won't be hurt if I say that the person is myself. It means that I must love myself first so that I can love You. When I am my own best friend I can also be a good Friend to You in my heart.
 
I recently found my old diary from the days when I studied at Viittakivi Institute. At that time I was already a teacher but I spent one winter studying at this international Adult Institute. Here is a short entry from my diary:
 
"... I can't listen enough to Sirpa so I can't be a friend to her. I want to be free and let the friendship grow as it will. Helping is a different thing. Or is it? Isn't listening helping? How do I get strength to do the right things? Why do I want to spend so much time by myself?  It's like my intuition is telling me to spend all of my spare time in this little attic room just doing nothing. A funny thought just occurred to me and I say it because it says what I truly mean: Just now I don't need any company.  And yet I don't want to separate myself from the people around me because I like them. At the same time I have a deep feeling that "my innermost self needs my own company the most."
 
Even though I wrote this entry in my diary many years ago I can say the same thing today. I genuinely feel that true friendships spring up and blossom freely without any obligations.
 
Let every day be a Friend's Day.
 
With blessings and Love,
 
Margie
Lady Peace Minister 

I AM A RESIDENT OF ROVANIEMI

This year of 2008 marks 555 years since Rovaniemi was first mentioned in any official document in Finland and people have been asked to write about themselves, in answer to the question 'Who am I?'.  Well, should anyone ask between September 1-7, during Rovaniemi's annual festival, here is one response to that question.
 
 I am Maila Maire Marketta Myllari, a native of Rovaniemi with my roots spreading as far as I can see. I was the 7th of 10 children and was born on our family farm located in Katajaranta on the Kemijoki River. There has been a farmhouse of the same name on this same site for as long as there are existing documents in Rovaniemi.  My father's mother was born a couple of kilometers down the river in the Poykkola mansion.  Her maiden name was Poykko and her mother's maiden name was Alaruokanen. My mother's maiden name was Keskioja and her mother's farm was located in the neighborhood a short distance down the river. My grandmother was married to a farmer, whose home was the mansion Ruikka, a longer way down the river, in Jaatila. His surname was Alaruikka, but because his wife had inherited the farm, he changed his name to Keskioja so that it would be the same name as the farm.
 
I often wonder how it is possible that, of the very few houses in Rovaniemi that survived the Second World War, three of them that are located in very central sites and contain my own recent history still stand. What miracles of protection and blessing these houses have had and still have! These three old great mansions, Myllari, Poykkola and Alaruokanen are still standing and filled with life and activities. The Alaruokanen mansion in the city center is used for city social receptions, Poykkola is Rovaniemi's ethnographic museum, and Myllari is still owned by the same family. Interestingly, these three mansions form a triangle with only a few kilometers between the angles! I've wondered a lot about that, too!
 
My brother Arvi and his wife Tuula lovingly reconstructed the insides and outsides of our two main farmhouses and they filled the farmyards and gardens with beautiful flower beds that look just lovely. Hardly ever in its hundreds of years' history has the Myllari mansion sported such color and bloom. This pearl of Rovaniemi that is located only a couple of kilometers from the city center is not, however, well known because the surrounding buildings hide it from sight. In fact, both houses can only be seen well from the river.
 
Why do I share so much of my family tree?  The reason is that I am very proud of my roots. I am proud with humility and gratitude. I feel like all my ancestors are living within me, especially the women, because farmwomen have always been very strong.  While the men worked in fields and forests or at any other tasks, especially in times of war, it was the women who took care of the whole estate and used their energies and talents to their limits in the process. And, meanwhile, just like that, they gave birth to ten children and went on with their tasks without any long breaks.
 
Spirituality in our family has always been passed on through our aunts and this spirituality has always been very open minded, not at all grim looking or rigid.  In their own church the ceiling was high and the walls were broad.  Nothing and nobody was or has been able to suppress the free and independent thinking of our farmers' sons and daughters.
 
The blood's heritage within me is definitely clear. It has been easy to get off into the wide world and learn new ideas. The first thing I learned, when traveling to southern countries, was hugging. The folks in Lapland in those days didn't show their feelings too openly. This and other self expressions I had to learn from people living in warmer countries.
 
To find our roots we must leave home and return many times just to leave again until we return to stay for good. The blood draws us home and we cannot help that. So it is, and I feel it's okay.
 
What do I think of the development of Rovaniemi, especially during the past few years when it has been quite spectacular?  I give the school a number 9. The only thing that doesn't feel quite right is a sense of ostentation in some buildings located in the city center and the commercial use of Ounasvaara, our city's 'holy' mountain. When I last visited Ounasvaara, I felt sad. I could hardly see the city scenery from the top because of the grown trees. And there were all kinds of fences and huts for tourists. I said to my friend that perhaps next time I come here I will have to buy a ticket in order to go to the top of Ounasvaara, which is the traditional site for celebrating midsummer. For one who loves her native place and town I feel saddened by these kinds of situations.
 
As a whole I see a very optimistic future for Rovaniemi.  I hope, however, that construction and the use of our natural resources will a little bit slow down. In the whole of Lapland we might now take a long deep breath and think about where we are going. Do we want Lapland to be reserved only for tourists or do we want more permanent homes for all people here?
 
I have suggested more spirituality in the travel business at the Arctic Circle. A year ago I launched a vision that Santa Claus is not enough to promote the spirituality of Christmas to the world. Mere beautiful illusions are not enough. We need a spiritual, open minded part in the program and I promote the inclusion of feminine energy. In my soul lives a native lady farmer/housewife/mother as well as a world citizen and a lady peace minister. This is how I want to serve my hometown and the whole of Lapland at this time.
 
With blessings and love,
Marketta Myllari
Lady Peace Minister, M. Div., M. A. (Econ.)

I BELIEVE IN INDEPENDENT INFLUENCE

(This article is a shortened version of the same article, written on Sept. 22, 08.)
  
It seems that the collective awareness of humanity has really taken a quantum leap. The things that only a few years ago were considered nonsense are now everyday reality for most people. I think it's true that when someone discovers something new, another person somewhere else in the world can discover the very same thing at the very same moment because we share our thoughts.

The Internet isn't our only common source of information because our very thoughts affect everything. It's now a proven fact that the observations and the thoughts of the person who develops an experiment influence the result of the experiment. Everything is energy, people, animals, plants, and everything in nature around us, even things that don't look alive.
 
What usually frightens people is change and a change is the only sure thing in our lives. When we cling desperately to the past it is we ourselves who suffer most. We must be flexible so that we can adopt the new and preserve what's useful from the past so that we can synthesize from these ideas a plan that is meaningful to us. 

Courage to think and act independently is a precondition if we desire to live a meaningful life in a meaningful world. We ourselves create our own lives. 
  
During the past ten years human consciousness has grown at a faster pace than previously. No more do people just stand around doing nothing; now they start working  to influence their own fate at a grass root level. If a person doesn't care about his/her own life, who will? Global companies don't care a bit about people and their lives and politicians are kept on a leash by these companies.
 
But things happen: even big companies and power structures collapse. And this is a natural process that must occur before the new can emerge. 

I believe that people's awareness and willingness to speak out on issues have the greatest influence on politicians and public policy.  Leaders and politicians come and go, companies are formed and collapse, cultures come and go, but human beings and our belief in life go on because our thoughts are the basis for everything.
 
With blessings and love,
 
Marketta Myllari
Independent and Influential Person  

LIGHT AND DELIGHT  

at Midsummer 2008
 
The abundance of light during Midsummer here in the north is always a great miracle to me. I'm fascinated when I look at the wide midnight sky and its colors from my windows.  It's like a heavenly movie where lights, colors and images change playfully and joyfully all the time. In English there's a nice word family for this: light/delight.  For me these words describe this feeling perfectly.
 
Midsummer brings to my mind light blue forget-me-nots and white lilies-of-the-valley. Lilies-of-the-valley go well many little flowers, but somehow I think a forget-me-not goes quite specially with them. And when I think of the forget-me-nots there comes to my mind the word 'gentle' and a gentle person. (In Finnish the words 'gentle' and 'a forget-me-not' have the same root.)
 
A gentle person is peaceful and tranquil like the Dalai Lama. Nothing can hinder his/her sun. I think of my aunt Lyyli, that lovable Maria soul. It was easy to go to her in times of joy and sorrow because she never judged anyone, but listened with the heart and empathized with great love. Nevertheless, in her job as a teacher she was known for maintaining strict discipline and she was respected and appreciated. So gentleness doesn't always imply a 'loose' attitude.  It can also imply strength.  As parents and teachers we try to be gentle and strong at the same time with our children and students.
 
When people are strong and work to fulfill their own life scripts, rather than drifting along according to other people's expectations, they face the question of their own strength and people's possible reactions to it. Many people fear strong people even if  this strength is not directed at them. Even a feeling of strength is enough to bother some people because it can create a surge of emotions and, possibly, fearful thoughts within them.
 
Gentleness is the key to all communication. It's an attitude that that gives off the feeling that  no-one needs to fear me, not for any reason. If you need not fear, you need not defend yourself or react against any imaginary dangers. So I, at one and the same time, can be gentle and strong: strong in wandering my own way and living my own life and independent in making the decisions of my life without swinging to and fro along other people's desires.  At the same time I can radiate a gentle attitude toward other people and their decisions while allowing them the same freedom, without pressing my view on them in any way. In other words, I can live and let live.
 
Light blue forget-me-nots- and white lilies-of-the-valley remind me of gentleness. Just now at Midsummer overpowering scents and magnificent colors are at their most beautiful.  Life is like a gentle play. And why wouldn't it be? We have been granted this beautiful Mother Earth as our home and an abundance of riches and gifts of life. At Midsummer we have time to relax and just be, absorbing into beauty and letting it flow to our hearts. And we joyfully give thanks for everything: for light, delight and the gentle Midsummer.
 
With blessings and love,
Marketta Myllari

I Believe in the Power of Gratitude

Lapin Kansa, June 4, 2008

We all have many things to be grateful for so let's look around and see those things. Let's examine our hearts and feel them all. Every moment is precious, even if it quickly flies away. Today is soon yesterday. The newspaper of today is tomorrow's garbage, and so on. So what remains of this present moment?
 
Our earth is millions of years old so what, then, is one fleeting moment or one generation in the life of mankind worth?  Not to mention talking about the life of one person. We can walk in any cemetery and wonder who is who: Does anyone remember this person?  Who remembers the day's politics afterward? The list could go on forever.
 
Rovaniemi and the whole of Finnish Lapland were destroyed in the last World War and the lifelong work of many persons and generations was left in ashes and ruins.  The destruction raised some questions in peoples' minds, such as: What can I picture myself being and doing for with the small tasks I have in this world?

Well, there is one place where everything is remembered and that place is Nature because it shows us honestly and directly what has happened to it and what is now occurring. We human beings build things and imagine we are leaving something unique for future generations. Perhaps we are but it's only for a moment. 
 
So what, then, is left after each generation's work? I'd say work that was done naturally by human beings who co-created with their Creator while understanding: the importance of respecting nature and all living beings; that they were part of one whole; and their own smallness along with their responsibilities as human beings and stewards of the Earth.
 
We human beings were given a big responsibility for this earth. It's with good reason that we were given divine intelligence, wisdom, compassion, love, trust, and gratitude because we need these qualities to work wisely and in harmony with Nature. Only in this way can we fulfill our part as co-creators in this world and bring blessings to all creation.
 
Gratitude, for example, produces miraculous effects because what we are grateful for expands and grows exponentially.  What we focus on receives energy from us and grows stronger because our thoughts are enormously powerful. So let's be aware of our thoughts and use them to radiate blessings to all beings everywhere.   Our compassion and love also have healing power that can help in any situation from an everyday concern or occurrence to a catastrophe. 
 
Saying "Thank you" is sharing a beautiful thought that spreads gratitude around.  The gratitude, in turn, expands and calls forth more reasons to be thankful. 
 
Right now I have many reasons to be grateful.  In fact, today I went to see Kati, my podiatrist because I've learned that having a monthly foot care treatment is a most luxurious experience.  In the soles of our feet there are acupuncture points for every organ of our bodies and, since my feet carry my weight around day after day, I think I have every good reason to thank my feet and to take good care of them!  So I thank my feet - and Kati for her treatment!
 
I also give a special thank for every supermarket that carries a large assortment of organic fruits and vegetables. More reasons to be thankful include Merja's hairdressing; Leena's dental work; Markus' work on my car, which he treats as if it were his own. And of course I thank all my relatives, friends, neighbors, and all the other people in my life. And finally I thank the people who edit and publish this newspaper.
 
I truly believe that gratitude brings joy and good things to each and every one of us, wherever we may be so let's make an "attitude of gratitude" our favorite habit!
 
With blessings and love,
Margie

Reverence, Authenticity, Simplicity

I recently spent two weeks in the United States, during which time I attended SanctaDivina's Easter Retreat, which is part of the advanced training program for people in my ministry. I have studied all my life and will continue to do so for the rest of my life.  At this point there's no sign of the pace slowing down since new learning leads to new challenges.  And that's OK with me. 
 
Since domestic flights in Finland are quite expensive when compared with international flights, I decided to travel by train to Helsinki and from there to Minneapolis via Amsterdam.  While in Helsinki I met my dear friend Liisa, who took me to her health centre and gave me her special peat sauna treatment, a wonderful massage with oils, and a delicious organic vegetarian meal that she prepared and cooked especially for me. After all that pampering she let me sleep a few hours before driving me to the airport early the following morning. A good friend like Liisa is truly a great treasure! 
 
SanctaDivina Retreat is located in Wisconsin's countryside and the nearest little town is Athens. The area is filled with hilly, peaceful countryside that is very much like Lapland; even the weather was similar to that in Lapland with snow still on the ground at Easter time. The little group was very inspiring and I was the only participant from across the ocean. SanctaDivina Center/Sanctuary is run by beloved Sophia, whom I know very well since she was my coach while I studied for the ministry in the Spiritual Peacemaking Seminary of the Beloved Community.
 
For each participant the most important part of this Easter Retreat was making a lifelong commitment to three basic values of Reverence, Authenticity and Simplicity. For me it was easy because I live in Lapland and I feel that it's very natural to commit oneself to these values.
 
Reverence means seeing with the eyes of Reverence; to be mindful of the Divine Nature of all Beings and of all Creation; to see all life with great Reverence. Reverence covers everything in our lives and everything that we value such as the humanity in oneself and in other people; reverence for all beings and for all nature. Reverence means understanding that each of us is a part of a big wholeness, united in this world fashioned by our Creator.  Reverence means understanding that, despite the differences of color, religion, race, culture, and other apparent differences among us, we are all part of one big family: Humanity.
 
Authenticity means the quest for freedom from unconscious influences; self-knowledge; compassionate awareness; and understanding of all relationships. Authenticity includes honesty within ourselves and striving to be truly what we are without any pretense.  Authentic persons value themselves and other people.  They value their own inner beauty, wisdom and connection with God and the inner beauty, wisdom, and connection with God in everyone.
 
Simplicity means living as simply as possible in ways that are appropriate to our circumstances; utilizing resources properly; sharing resources for the Highest Divine Purpose of all.
 
Simplicity means letting things happen naturally, without forcing them. Things tend to go on their own natural way, anyway, whether we like it or not so simplicity also means having the wisdom and patience to let seeds germinate in their own way and time, and letting the sun and water soften the ground, the plants to grow, and the flowers to bloom when it is their time to bloom. We human beings are our Creator's co-creators and we are meant to be joyful instruments for our Creator.  When we understand this, things reveal themselves in their own divine timing.
 
I think these three basic truths of life, Reverence, Authenticity, and Simplicity, are very much a part of Lapland's culture and could even be parts of an emblem for the Lappish identity. We could start advertising Lapland with these attributes and we could start building small glass peace chapels around Lapland, around the whole of Finland, and eventually around the whole world.  In fact, we could start right here at the Arctic Circle!
 
I received this vision during my Easter trip to the United States and I think it's wise and very practical. I'm ready to work for the fulfillment of this vision. 
 
With blessings and love,
Margie

PEACE IS A MATTER OF HEART

The Nobel Peace Prize has been a great matter of joy, not only for President Martti Ahtisaari, but for all of the Finns. Finland as a nation has received recognition for its spiritual essential nature (?). It has been widely known for a long time that Finland is one of the most spiritual nations of the world as considered the little population. Not in so many nations are there so many spiritual organizations, societies and people who are interested in their spiritual growth as in this little, northern country of only five million people.

The ground (basis?) for spiritual peace making in Finland has existed for a long time. One person that has got less attention and who has affected a lot the Finnish peace making is the Finnish writer and mystic Pekka Ervast. He started his lectures in Helsinki in the beginning of the nineteen hundreds, brought the theosophical movement to Finland and later established the national Rosicrucian Society.

Pekka Ervast's main teaching was focused on spiritual peace making and awakening of people. Jesus' ethic teachings of the Sermon on the Mount and the old wisdom of our great national Epic Kalevala were the themes of many of his lectures and books. After the First World War it was clear that the world could not continue the same disastrous way. Unfortunately once again the world was to collapse in the Second World War, and Finland had its own civil war, too.

But the ground for human, non-weapon living together existed, in Finland as well as around the world. Spiritual societies were born at a great pace. And people's interest in their spiritual growth has been increasing for all these decades generating new generations whose only dream has been a world peace. A vision always exists before action. In this matter it is so, too. Only a civilized nation can give birth for such peace makers that are blessing for the whole world.  We really have every reason to be happy and joyful of the progress of our nation on its path of the spiritual growth.

This time that we live now, with all the world crises, is spiritually difficult also for Finland. When the light g rows, also the shadows grow. Today you can see that clearly all over the world. Mother Earth is crying and writhes in her pain. The same is with people, especially the men are violent in their family relationships.

As the two forces in a person, the feminine and the masculine are in disharmony, especially the men do not seem to have tools to liberate their pain bodies and proceed their problems. That is the reason why the softer, more tender, compassionate mother essence that exists in everyone, cries for liberation and emerging out. It just needs to be given a chance. What you focus, that will strengthen. Also men have right to strengthen the feminine gentleness and compassionate love within them. And so get balance and peace in their inside. Family violence will turn into family peace and blessing for the dear ones in the family.

Martti Ahtisaari said in his Nobel prize speech that peace is the matter of will. And so it sure is, but the essence of peace is always a matter of heart. For in the heart of the enlightened person a spark of peace arouses and then radiates out to the world. They say that nations, communities, companies and all organizations have such leaders as they deserve. That means that the spiritual level of individuals appeals such leaders that they need. We Finns as a nation now deserve these leaders that we have. Martti Ahtisaari is a way shower for all of us.

A year ago I was invited to attend the Sitra's 40th Anniversary in Helsinki. I happen to be the first person that Chancellor Klaus Waris hired for this fund. In the year of 1967 Finland celebrated its 50th Anniversary. For this festival a new independent fund was established in the Bank of Finland. The name was first a long "the Fund of  Finland's Independence Jubilee Year 1967" but was soon shortened for Sitra. The President (the biggest boss?) of the Bank of Finland Klaus Waris had just left his post at the bank and started as the Chancellor of the School of Economics and Business Administration. At the same time he started to give birth to the new fund. He applied for a secretary for the fund. I had just started my further studying for Master's degree and happened to see his note on the board of the School. I got the job and so a great enriching (?)phase started in my life. I attended lectures before noon and worked for the Fund in the afternoon, when the Chancellor worked there, too. Later on the work became full time for me.

I was lucky to be able to work daily with the legendary Klaus Waris. He was a charming gentleman to the fingertips (?). I also noticed how the great souls are humble and modest, and have a great sense of humour. They say that a sense of humour is a virtue of great souls. I believe it is true.

We have many great men and ladies in the history of Finland. A little nation like Finland can create way showers for the rest of the world. It is in its heart humble and modest because very often it has been forced fight for its existence in hard ways.

Esko Aho, the chief executive of Sitra invited me to give a little speech in the beginning of Sitra's 40th gala dinner. I told a little bit of the time when Sitra started. I concluded my speech with the following words: "As an international Peace Minister I take the liberty to present my own vision about Sitra's future. So that Sitra contributes to the dream come true that Finland some day will declare itself to be an example country for peace and tolerance."

Blessings and love,
Margie
Lady Peace Minister

WELCOME JOHANNA KORHONEN TO LAPLAND 

Wow, what a surprise! It's absolutely wonderful that Johanna Korhonen put "all her cards on the table" right away. Acting so very courageously she openly and explained her situation to the public. Now each and every of us Laplanders must ponder our own level of tolerance because we can hide no longer behind old phrases and prejudices!
 
That's fine with me.  As a matter of fact, it's fantastic that we Laplanders have the opportunity to show Alma Media, Lapland , Finland and the whole world in this way that "the light really does come from the north".
 
The northernmost 7-days-a-week newspaper in the world shows great tolerance by hiring a lady such as our editor-in- chief. After ten male editors-in-chief, no matter how good they've been, it's more than enough. Now it's time for female editors-in-chief.
 
We can show the world, knowing that it's newsworthy information, that we here in Lapland are genuinely in the flow of the new energy. It makes no difference if a woman lives in a registered relationship with another woman!
 
Let's see how many of us dare to write our opinions on this matter in our own names. It'll truly be interesting to see! I am looking forward with great interest to reading these opinions in "Lapin Kansa".
 
With blessings and love
 
Marketta Myllari
 
Lady Peace Minister
Self-Knowledge-Facilitator

INTERVIEW WITH MARY MAGDALENE

- Beloved Mary. Hi, I am Margie and would like to interview you.

Yes of course, my dear daughter. What would you like to speak about?

- About why you are so much a common topic just now.

The time is ripe for certain things to become public. Everything always happens at the right time. You have heard this saying, haven’t you.

- Yes, and I believe that it really is so. There are happening today so many quite unbelievable things, such as you earlier never could have dreamt about to happen; not at least during your own lifetime.

You don’t, however, seem to wonder that there is now so much talk about me. You also have had discourses on me. I am happy that you are interested in me.

- Yes I am very much. I can say that you “hit” all at once my consciousness. That is not strange to me, however. So happenend to me also when I for the first time found a theosophical book, over 30 years ago. It happened, by the way, to be one book that I found on the bookshelf of my Aunt Lyyli. It was Will R. Garver’s “The Brother of the Third Degree.” Happened and happened. I know in my heart that so called coincidences have very much purpose. And the book, indeed, turned out to be an omen in my life. I have now been over 30 years Rosicrucian theosophist and freemason.

Have you had any other “hits” in your life?

- Yes, the second “hit” happened when the eyes of my future husband, Jussi, and my eyes met. Eternity opened up at one sight. We then got married, I was then 33 years old and Jussi 66 years old.

I understand. So it is when Divine Love combines two souls.

- Beloved Mary, or would you like me to call you Miriam. As your beloveds called you. And Jesus was then called Jeshua.

It suits me well. Mary as a word is beautiful and I like it, but perhaps Miriam sounds more intimate when we are now chatting .

- OK, Beloved Miriam. It happened so that when I found Dan Brown’s novel “Da Vinci Code” I really was amazed. But I wasn’t actually surprised, only happy. All the basic things were familiar to me of old.

This book is a bestseller around the world. It interest me, however, how you found this book.

- Well, Beloved Miriam. I have been studying since last September in the two-year Seminar of Spiritual Peacemaking. In the studying program there is much literature and there are also many books about you.

Would you tell more about this studying.

- It is run by the founder of the Beloved Community, James Twyman. James is an internationally renowned author and Peace Troubadour who has travelled during ten years performing “Peace Concert” in some of the areas of greatest violence and discord. He has sent e-mails around the world telling about his peace concerts and events. He has also sent many Internet courses. The texts are Jeshua’s coming via James. The Art of Spiritual Peacemaking was a three-month course and about 25 000 people around the world completed it. After that there have been many courses, such as Dead Sea Lessons and the latest now the Reclaim your Indigo Power -course. And then there is this Seminar of Spiritual Peacemaking. I started last fall, on the second course. The third has started in April.

There is literature also about me included in this studying?

- Yes, as a matter of fact many of those books that have been published in the last few years. For me the most important is Margaret Starbird’s “The Woman with the Alabaster Jar, Mary Magdalene and the Holy Grail”. In this book there are many medieval paintings, especially painted by Botticelli. He and many other painters have put in the paintings secret codes telling about you. Incredible but true. This book “hit” me totally.

What do you mean by that?

- I knew right away in my heart that what I read and saw was true. At once, there was no hesitation or doubt. I have always known about you, Beloved Miriam. You are very close to me. I call you Mother Mary Magdalene.

What is it in this book that especially interests you?

- Everything. Your Sacred Marriage, of deepest spiritual, emotional and physical intimacy; Jeshua being masculine and you Miriam feminine of the perfect human being, and at the same time also the two aspects of the Divinity.

Do you think that this has been neglected during these two thousand years?

- Completely. You were deserted and abandoned. Peter’s masculine church never wanted to hear anything of you. They told only that which they were forced to tell, such as you Miriam were at the Foot of the Cross of Jeshua and were the first person at his grave on the Resurrection morning. These facts could not be forged because these facts were widely known. Everything else was but misrepresented and lied. The statatus of women in those days was bad and so it has been during all these years. Most of Jeshua’s disciples, especially Peter, were envious and jelous of the intimate relationship between you and Jeshua.

You are right. I was also crucified. By defaming my memory and scorning and abandoning me. But as you see, everything has its purpose. Now is the right time these facts to become known in public. In these days no lie can remain concealed. Everything that is impure and untruthful will come into light.

- I am very happy for you. And also happy for all of us. I love you Mother Mary Magdalene. You are our Holy Mother. Thank you for your interview.