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How Well It’s All Designed – Part 1 & 2 , April 22, 2023 by Steve Beckow




Steve Beckow









Divine Purpose calls forth Divine Design
So much depends on our recognizing what’s happening, what’s before our eyes, what we’re experiencing.
We may be in a higher dimension and not recognize it. (1) Or a wisp of bliss may pass through us and we put it down to something we ate or saw and think no more of it.
We fail to identify or misidentify our states of being and so we don’t fully connect with them. As someone once wrote, love knocks and finding the door closed, goes away and comes back another time.
I was listening to one of my favorite rousing pieces of music and flowing with it, higher and higher, deeper and deeper as it crescendoed.
And I said to myself of what I was experiencing: “Oh, this is love!” If it’s love, it should send back confirming resonance. But it didn’t. That word didn’t quite capture it.
“Oh, this must be bliss! “… No, I still didn’t quite capture it.
“Oh, this is ecstasy!” That captured it!
This is interesting (and not surprising) because of three things:
First, I invoked the laws of intention and sacred purpose and asked Archangel Michael last night if I could have another “bite-sized piece” to digest. (2) I think this is largely how and why this experience showed up for me: Ask and ye shall receive.
Secondly, I came across this passage from Jesus yesterday, which suggested that we’d find ourselves interdimensionally travelling:
“Popping in and out is the truth of who you are: that is why you find it increasingly more simple to jump from dimension to dimension. This popping in and out, of being where you choose, is the substance of who you are; it is part of your spiritual and physical DNA.
“I come to invite you to your resurrection. Will you please join me? Not next year, not next week. Oh, I will take you when I can get you, but the invitation is for right now, to bathe yourself, to join with the Love, and awaken tomorrow reborn.” (3)
That pretty much describes what’s happening. I’d be delighted to join you, Jesus, as far as my soul contract allows.
And, finally, the Lord Arcturus alerted me in 2019 that interdimensional travel would become part of my mission. (4)
All of us lightworkers, when we begin to travel, perhaps remember: visit; don’t stay. (5) You’re needed here.
It looks like we’ll be visiting earlier than I expected.
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At last I’m in ecstasy and at a keyboard. At last I can report on it.
Nothing of an individual nature comes near me in this state. Every in-breath is an exquisite event. Every out-breath, an occasion to experience more ecstasy as it flows through me.
All my systems are in suspension. Or perhaps my awareness of them is.
I no longer know how to bend my own finger. I watch as I find the right muscles and my finger slowly bends. I’m neither concerned nor unconcerned.
I don’t know how to describe it … I haven’t a care in the world.

PART - 2


It’s not my job to remain in ecstasy, as wonderful as it is, whereas it might be the job of a spiritual teacher. I’m a writer: It’s my job to report my experience.
Just know that reporting it takes me out of the experience. I come out to type and go back in again after.
That in itself is a new development. In the past, if I was interupted and came out, I couldn’t go back in again. I “lost it.”
Don’t overlook the new developments for confidence-building indications of our movement, progress, unfoldment.
I can settle the question now of whether I see dimensions, locales, or settings or not when I explore interdimensionally. The answer is “no.” I have no awareness of a differing of locale from my everyday state.
My explorations are purely in states of consciousness. I feel the higher states. I feel love, bliss, and ecstasy.
I’ve tried the locale theory on, tested it out, and seen that it doesn’t fit. I recommend we all try on the new things we’ll be hearing about soon, test them out, and see if they fit.
In the case of ecstasy, I feel peace, stillness, and quiet in the background while at the same time, like an irresistible tide, coming in and going out, I feel a mood that shifts and changes, from one divine state to the next. I’m reminded of Michael’s description of the love I experienced in the heart opening:
Archangel Michael: The feeling, the experience – because it is so much more than a feeling – the knowingness is actually very simple. It is love. In that, there are the elements of joy, of peace, of calm, of serenity…of simply being. (1) (My emphasis.)
In ecstasy are the other divine elements, etc. Ecstasy makes all the other divine states accessible. It’s at the other end of the spectrum from the stillness I feel in the background.
Stillness is like the baseball pitcher and ecstasy is like the catcher. Stillness launches curve balls, sliders, etc., and ecstasy catches them all and experiences the pitch (“Wow, what a sizzler that was!”).
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We have to realize that we’re talking here about the way life is designed. It’s designed such that stillness becomes a launch pad for the divine states, rather than an end in itself and that ecstasy is the vessel at the other end, capable of catching and holding all the divine states. According to this metaphor, stillness is like Cape Canaveral and ecstasy is like the Moon.
There’s no action component to ecstasy. One is at the end of the dimensional road. There’s nothing more to do than acknowledge and bless.
How well it’s all designed.
The quality I experience in the background is now one of completion or rest. And with all systems at rest, as I said seemingly eons ago, all that remains is me. …
Reminder to Self: Visit; don’t stay.
Postscript. I sense now that remaining in ecstasy would affect my relationship with others; i.e., through my journalism. I get experientially why I should visit and not stay. Before I only understood it intellectually. I’m therefore happy now to relinquish this state and return to my original mission: To ascend along with everyone else and write about it.
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