God’s Unconditional Love And Its Conditions

VISIONS: A Psychic/Medium Views on Organized Religion

By Angela Theresa Egic

I believe in the Bible . . . I believe it was written by men who had low opinions of women (most of them), nearly 100 years after Jesus walked around and said incredible things . . . I believe the stories were worded by the authors, to express their bias opinion, most of the time. In short, how they interpreted the words of a man some 100-years passed on and his words handed down from mouth to mouth to mouth. I know God/Source didn’t write it. Sure it’s in-spired! BUT, so is every book written before, during or after the time of the many scrolls of the Bible!

And, yes, there are incredible things in the Bible (and other books) — which probably should be heeded, are comforting and are good rules to live by. Yet, the Bible still allows that if a woman marries and she is found to not be a virgin, she can be stoned to death. A man, on the other hand, by Bible rules, has all the rights.

I also like to quote and sometimes try to live by the words and examples of Dr. Wayne Dyer, Doreen Virtue, Goethe, Shakespeare, some of the men in the Bible, Sylvia Browne and Julia Cameron, my mother, my father. Number one, though, I live by the beliefs and values of myself. I have valid points.

Nevertheless, I do not agree with every single word that came from my mother, Dr. Wayne Dyer or any of my guru’s. They, too, have opinions of which I do not agree. Many I do.

I have strong feelings about religion, the dogma – I enjoy some ritual(s) and/or rites developed by the churches and/or other spiritual practices and religions; some are valid for me and some is just not my cup of tea; because I can think. Much of it is ridiculous to an intelligent mind.

As much as I believe in a Higher Power, which is not some man in the sky…I know we are part of it; in fact, we are it — along with the plants, animals, soul strength and every other living source or being on the earth, and beyond the earth. Yes, we are G.O.D.; we are of the energy that surrounds the Universe.

One of my guru’s gave me the greatest explanation:

G.O.D., the Universe, Source is a beautiful cloud; then, when we incarnate, we are the drops of rain and pieces of cloud that come down here to experience physical life. We are the bravest souls! Truly, living a life incarnate where there is pain, horror, judgment and illness is a brave adventure for any soul to take on!

The only true judgment, of course, is when we crossover and we, our self, review our lifetime. I often say that hell is living here, on earth, and having to put up with the proselytizing groups trying to save my soul! If heaven is filled with these pests, I’d rather be in hell with the fun people!

My relatives, strangers and friends – of the dogmatic sects of Christianity; including my own mother – have verbally attacked me, argued and mostly judged me: I suspect, they feel they must “spread the Gospel” according to their standard and make me comply. Otherwise, they have not done their job to raise me, teach me and guide me to be a docile follower such as they are!

No, thank you!

Why I’m always amazed at the closed-minded fundamentalist’s attitudes of my very family? I’ve seen those very beliefs drive people to depression, suicide, mental illness and unhappy lives. When I was a Sunday School teacher, I became a very depressed, anorexic mess who nearly died at the age of 20-years-old!

If it’s a sin to be who you really are – faggot, dyke, single, slutty, childless, and psychic, actor, musician, and artist – then, let me be the sinner! As long as I can be who I am, then, fuck anyone who wants to tell me different. As long as my actions do not break the laws of the lands [murder, embezzlement, rape, robbery, abuse]; well, who are you, or them, to judge?

As the song in the musical, Rent tells us, “It’s between God and me!”

The proselytizing assholes in the tunnel at Port Authority, spouting their fire and brimstone, how we are all such vile sinners; drawings of people with bandages on every limb, walking with crutches to illustrate how not following “their way” leads to dis-ease, abuse and plague upon your very body – make me want to beat some sense into them! Their promises are not very inviting … if this “God” they’re selling me is going to do that to me for not following, or questioning; well, he’s a fucking bully!!! I don’t give in to bully’s!

Now, my proselytizing relatives . . . they’re of the sect that leaves no room for psychic gifts, those who speak to the dead or angels, at least, those of us who hear them! Yes, I have relatives who are exceptions to the rule; yet, we probably fit on one hand. Most of my relatives are “God-fearing”. I have never, nor ever will, understand being afraid of an unconditional loving source. If He, it or they love us unconditionally, why should we “fear” them! I fear living human beings with knives, guns and an agenda of war, forcing change and judging us who are different. Even my relatives who think it is their job to “save me.” When such zealous types get too much into religion, and they feel one is a sinner, they often feel justified in destroying the sinner’s physical body to save their soul.

My relatives may not murder me, yet, similar to the zealots who shoot doctors who perform abortions – claiming it was God who told them they could because they are “saving lives”, when really they took a life that had been here for 30 to 80-years and not a few weeks in the womb – Bible-thumpers — who are usually men – and think, once again, it is their right to put their finger, or other parts, in my vagina and in those of all other women; I know I want no part of such closed-minded, single-minded, stupid nonsense.     My relatives, and others, seem to want to kill my joy, murder my spirituality and call it sin – when it hurt no human or animal, it brings joy and guidance to millions. My gifts and my beliefs are for all…unconditional, safe and non-judgmental. We don’t proselytize, force or threaten you with fire, brimstone, stoning, hatred, anger for not complying with our ways. We guide, love you and let you choose your path. We don’t sick Satan on you or dis-ease. We enlighten, we guide if asked. Unlike those who want to call me “mislead” or “sinner” or “wrong” or “damned.”

So be it, then, my cousins and aunts, and uncles – then, all right I am damned. I will be in hell with all the Broadway stars, the gifted healers, psychics, mediums; pets – the homosexuals, the transgendered, the party-singles, the sexually fun, all the entertainers – bound to be fun!

In case, it wasn’t clear, hell doesn’t exist, either. This punishment my family fears doesn’t exist, anyway, not like they talk. Hell is here, a hell we chose – brave souls being inside a human body that can feel pain, emotion, physical and mental pain.

Death is not punishment, it is freedom! The soul is free, once again. It’s beautiful! I speak from experience, too! I had a near-death experience when I was 15-years-old. It is not, at all, what religious groups think it is – a punishment; it is a gift to return to our true essence.

We all go there! At least, if we do not purposely hurt others and are generally doing the best we know. For those who do purposely hurt others – as in murderers, rapists, embezzlers and perhaps those trying to force their beliefs on us – they do get judged, they judge themselves; with a group of souls who want to help.

Enlightened souls, us who are true to who we are in this life, get choices – we can come back here, if we choose or learn more. That’s heaven, having a choice. Hell is not having a choice of whether to come back here – to live in a human body; lower souls, who hurt others on purpose, have to come back. They get no choice. Which, all right…yes. Hell.

To my relatives, friends and those who wish to judge me. Keep it to yourself! Say no prayers for me, as I don’t need those types of prayers.

If you pray for me . . . you are welcome to pray for me to have abundance, love, light and joy in my life. Pray for me and all others to be able to freely be who we are, all the time, without judgment, without hatred, without prejudice from you or others.

Otherwise, say no prayers for me. My soul is saved, by me . . . and the angels, guides, saints, the Gods, Buddha, Allah, Jesus, the Powers-That-Be, Source, those who have passed-on, unconditional love and self-love (confidence).

As for what I am: I am spiritual, I am Christian, I am Atheist, I am Buddhist, , I am Jewish, I am Islamic, I am Muslim, I am Gay, I am Straight, I am Transgendered, I am Woman, I am Man, I am me, I am, I am God, I am Jesus, I am the Chosen One, I am a Psychic, I am a Medium, I am alone, I am you, I am all that is, I am the wind, I am the water, I am them, I am us, I am an actor, I am a singer, I am the animals . . . and I am all of that and none of those!

I just am!


Day Seventy-Seven (77): Dreams Actualized

Day Seventy-Seven (77): Sunday, May 16th, 2010

77) Babylonians Used The Law of Attraction

A Babylonian named Hammurabi (1792-1750 B.C.) deeply desired to unify the scattered cities of Babylon into some kind of cohesive empire. He formulated a group of laws that came to be known as the Hammurabi Code. The Code contains two hundred and eighty-two laws that were forerunners to tort law. Hammurabi’s system was fair and clearly articulated and most importantly, made possible the manifestation of his deepest desire, the unification of Babylonia. With his dream actualized, Hammurabi led the ancient Babylonians into a positive and productive period that scholars refer to as Babylon’s golden age. Some Law of Attraction teachers say the ancient Babylonians understood the law, and their collective consciousness set up positive vibration for good things to come to them.


From her book: 365 Ways To Live The Law of Attraction

Since the details of this actual day have eluded me . . . because I didn’t keep track. I’ll tell you about my history of living the Law of Attraction.

It began long before I was aware of the term “law of attraction” — perhaps before many were aware of the term?! It certainly has become more commonly used since the release of The Secret.

My first real note of this “magical” idea of making your dreams come true with techniques, came into my conscious mind as early as two or three-years-old.

I remember, quite vividly, having dreams of items I wanted or a cousin I wanted to visit me. In the dream, I recall thinking “I know I’m dreaming; but, if I hold on tight enough to this item or person; I can make it or him/her appear in my awake life.

Did it work? Well, it did! I really do remember dreaming of a toy called SEE AND SAY, where you spin the little dial to an animal, i.e. a cow…when you let go, it made the sound of a cow. I adored that toy and didn’t have one at the time (I was about 2-years-old). That Christmas, or soon after the dream, I received the toy!

I also recall, a little later . . . around the age of 8 or 9-years-old, still holding the belief: I dreamt of visiting one of my favorite cousins, in Florida. In the dream, I grabbed her wrist and told her to hold on to my wrist, too. And when I woke up, it would happen in real life. Now, this wasn’t instant gratification. Nevertheless, it had been a couple of years since my family took vacation. That summer, without me talking about my dream; Dad, Mom, Vince and I went across country (from Arizona) to Florida. And there was my cousin, lots of them, actually! Still, the one I most wanted to see.

My next recollection of purposely aiming to “create my own reality” was in my teens. I read a book called CyberCybernetics. Which, I have come to learn, only about ten or fifteen years ago, is from the Scientologists (!). Nonetheless, I read the book for learning and not to join any group. I was 15-years-old.

The book spoke about imagining what you want . . . just imagining it, even if you’ve never done it before. I applied this “magic” idea to my high school choir. I was considered a good singer, but quiet. And I never got any solo’s because I didn’t sing loud enough and my voice was considered thin. So, I imagined I had this big voice like my mother or Andrea McArdle (who had starred on Broadway as “Annie”). I imagined everyone complimenting me and loving my ‘new’ voice, with its richness and my talent.

A couple of months later, as I imagined this and still sang in our choir. Mr. Washburn, our choir director, was looking for another soloist, for a verse in a song (or something). He would audition us, right there in class. I sang out, as I had imagined. Not like Andrea McArdle (my voice is still lighter than her, or was, for years); but stronger and louder than usual, for me.

That year, at the choir awards ceremony, I won a great award: MOST IMPROVED SINGER!

This started my curiosity of all things that were, to me, magical and started utilizing every from imagination to telepathy and other esoteric ideas. Eventually leading me to books such as: Creative Visualization by Shakti Gawain and Your Erroneous Zones by Dr. Wayne Dyer.

Little did I know then, how this would span out the rest of my life and lead to the Law of Attraction and manifesting many of my dreams, dreamt early on.

Between the ages of 8 to 10, at our church, West Congregational Church, we had the “offering” envelopes. The flap made the back of them look like a stage. I used to draw a stage and a sketch of myself performing (acting/singing) on those stages. Now, here I am some thirty-something years later; living my life and since my childhood have been acting on stages across the country!

Many of my early dreams have come true. Those I only imagined, at first.

There are times, like everyone else, I feel like I’m not successful. Yet, when I re-visit my early years; I realize many of my long-held and strongest dreams have come true.

There are few, which may or may not actualize . . . marriage, children or owning a house. Yet, I trust the Universe knows what I really want or need. I do know, I always wanted to act and sing on stage; more than anything.

I met my favorite actor and even got to know him a little. That was another very strong dream.

Soon, I will write about how all those dreams came true, too. My road to living the law of attraction.

Love, Light & Laughter,

Angela Theresa