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THE INNER VOICEA Source of Light For Unfolding Consciousness • November 2014

‘The Master Dolphin’ By Artist Jeanine Semon

Memorial Tribute To

Richard Jerome BennettOctober 18, 1945 - May 20, 2014

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Table of ContentsSpecial Edition Issue...2– 9th Street Wellness Center Events Ad4–Letter to the Readers/ A Skype Seance5–In Memoriam Tribute by Joel Pfeiffer & The McElraths

6–The Life of Richard J. Bennett in photos

8–12 Dolphin Myths & Whispers by Richard J. Bennett

13–In Memoriam Tribute & Video By Dena Aronson

14–Tributes by Jeanine Semon, Sally Leiser, Brian &

Suzanne Moore

15–Remembering Richard’s Concerts16–Heal The Earth CD, story and song lyrics

18–Heal The Earth An Interview with Richard from 1994

20–”Searching For Paradise” Richard Bennett’s last article

in the November 2013 issue of The Inner Voice

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About The Cover...

This image, painted by Jeanine Semon, was originally named ‘Dolphin Angel’ until Richard Bennett had a mystical experience in which he heard the voice that was emitted telling him his true name...“I am the Master Dolphin. I bring peace and love and healing." Read the tale inspired by The Master Dolphin painting, beginning on p. 8.

The eternal principle which never was born, never will die;it is in all things; it is in you now. You are a wave on the face of the ocean.

When the wave is gone, is the water gone? Has anything happened? Nothing has happened. It is a play, a game, a dance.

–Joseph Campbell, Baksheesh & Brahman

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Dear Readers, This issue is dedicated to the

memory of my most memorable character and dearest friend, Richard Jerome Bennett who died on May 20, 2014 from Pancreatic Cancer. If you knew him, you will know him far better and what he did to raise the peace and love and higher consciousness of the planet. If you did not know him, you will meet his spirit on these pages, for he is with us still.

I do not wish to take up much space with this letter, but let this entire issue speak to the life of our dear friend, artist, painter, pianist, composer, singer and peacemaker – loved by all who knew him in this lifetime and in all other lifetimes – forever throughout eternity.

If you can be still for a moment, you may hear him say: “OM TAT SAT. Sound is Truth.” Rest in Peace, Richard.

xoxox, Nancy

P.S. We will return to our normal format and columns next issue.

Angel Talk: A Seance On Skype

The editors of The Inner Voice, Kathleen Jacoby and Steve Freier in San Mateo, California, and myself, the publisher in Neenah, Wisconsin contacted Richard Bennett in Spirit in a new age style seance using Skype.

We all felt Richard’s excitement to come through us and, true-to-form, he delivered a message of peace and love and light – the things that have always been closest to his heart. He asked that we share his message with you.

He explained how precious time is, then took precious time to remind us that we all have a very unique and special gift from the Creator – a note in the symphony of life; and we are each an instrument in the orchestra. We need to be confident in our role, to play our tune and sing our song. That IS the gift you are, he said, and our song is our gift to the Universe.

At some point, Steve asked, “Where are you?” Richard suddenly appeared to me as a glowing green Buddha floating by on what

looked to be a pouf of a misty cloud. He replied, “The Eighth Wave.” I got the chills. Richard’s music CD is called, “Heal The Earth: Music from the

Eighth Wave!” The place from which the music and poetry that flowed to him when he was composing was perhaps a place in his imagination at the time he received it, and now he is a resident there, of a place he also called, ‘The Land of AHZ.’ (The label reads Ahzananda Music/Eighth Wave Records.)

Now that this connection has been made with him in spirit, I will remain open to any more messages channeling through. Perhaps there will be additional chapters to his tale, “Dolphin Myths & Whispers” that begins on page 8. ♥ –Nancy

Steve Freier

Nancy Freier Kathleen Jacoby

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My Shooting Star By Joel Pfeiffer Richard was my shooting star. When you look at the stars at night, it is not

often that you can catch a shooting star. Just like it is not often you meet someone who will impact your life in such a magical momentous way. I have been blessed to be in Richard’s life for the past 27 years. We were born on the same day of October 18 and shared similar paths. We both have been advocates for Universal Oneness and the unity of all life.

Artist, musician, healer and magic man describes Richard best. It was our destiny to come together. Listening to Richard play his piano was like a meandering stream that would take me to worlds unknown. Improvisation was the open door that I spent many magical journeys with my friend and brother. We both shared the mystical connection that we had together, as well as the worlds that many people never have an opportunity to visit. It was like looking into the mirror, or hearing my own echo when we were deep in conversation. Richard’s affect my children was deeply felt. My daughter, Marna created the art cover for Richard’s incredible album, Heal the Earth. (See page 16.) Years later, Richard played for her wedding.

Richard was a major participant in the Russian Clay Stomp in 1989. Later he became the Musical Director for the World Clay Stomp in 1993 where artists and musicians from 37 countries came together to create music and a world mural called, ‘Share the Vision.’ It was during this project at Northern Arizona

University in Flagstaff that Richard used his skill as peacemaker. While we were creating the 10 ft. x 80 ft. mural, some of the academic participants were disagreeing with the fluidity of the design. They wanted it more planned. It was during this time of discord I approached Richard to do a meditation with the entire group holding hands around the mural. Richard’s words were coming directly from Source, calming and uniting all the participants in a feeling of oneness. I have just finished fusing Richard’s ashes in colored glass. I will be sharing these pieces of glass with his closest friends. This is my gift to Richard and his gift to those closest to him. The colors are bright with a spiral universe as the center. Shine on, my brother. You are forever my shooting star. ♥ –Joel Pfeiffer

Richard, We had so many special times together... your soft, powerful voice, your playfulness, and the sound healing you did on my tired body with your bells and chimes, are memories I savor. The special music you wrote just for me still makes me smile. The room you painted for us on Summit Avenue; all the friendships you made and the lives you touched... Much love to you, gentle big man... now at play in the fields of higher consciousness. I have no doubt you are smiling down and lending us some of your creative energy. – Margarita ‘Peggy’ McElrath

In Memoriam

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❖ Richard Jerome (Montes) Bennett ❖Richard Jerome Montes was born on October 18,

1945 in Los Angeles. He attended St. Malachy Catholic School from first through eighth grade. While there he started piano lessons at 9 years old. Richard attended

Bishop Mora Salesian High School and graduated in 1963. While at Salesian High School he was involved in the Music Department and the school’s newspaper. Fr. Jesse Montes, our celebrant was his classmate. Richard worked ay Clifton Cafeteria in downtown

Los Angels while in high school and during the summers. Richard attended California State University–Los Angels where he majored in music.During the Viet Nam war, Richard was drafted into the U.S. Army and served from 1967-1969. While stationed at Fort

Campbell, Kentucky he learned to play the clarinet in the army band, and played the piano for various music; productions. After he was discharged, he came home and worked for Williams Diamond Shipping Company. Richard also acted in a few community theater plays and played the piano.

Richard moved to San Francisco, became a hippie and further developed his love for playing the piano. After various jobs, he became a painter, specializing in painting the exterior and interior of Victorian houses. In 1989, after the Loma Prieta Earthquake shook up San Francisco, Richard decided that he needed a change and moved to Milwaukee, Wisconsin where he became a personal assistant to his musician friend, Peter Buffet and his family. While in Milwaukee, Richard entertained many friends and organizations with his music.

In 1997, Richard moved back to San Francisco. He said he could not take any more long, cold winters in Wisconsin. He remained in San Francisco until his death from Pancreatic Cancer on May 20, 2014.

Richard loved music of all kinds. He could play classical, ragtime, jazz, Broadway and popular music. When Richard came to visit us, he would play my piano and was always happy to take requests. Richard also

Senior prom, 1963

Richard at the piano. Dates unknown.

Richard Montes in the U.S. Army

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Richard always enjoyed cooking and entertaining his friends.

With mom, Josie Montes.

The Montes Family from left to right: Brother Tom, Mother Josie, sister Terri, brother Ed and Richard.

PHOTOS: Courtesy of Terri Castillo

composed music of various types and wrote lyrics for his songs which he would also sing and play for us.

Richard had many interests. He especially liked gardening, cooking, traveling and the arts. He had also volunteered at the Veterans Hospital in San Francisco, counseling veterans until April 2014. Richard was a very interesting man. He had many friends and will be greatly missed by everyone he knew.

On behalf of our mother, Josie, my brothers Ed and Tom and our families, we thank you for celebrating the life of our beloved Richard with us. Thank you all for your prayers, support, friendship and love.

♥ Terri Castillo, Sister of Richard J. Bennett

Richard in San Francisco during his ‘hippie’ days.

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soul of the Planet Earth, desiring nothing more than to experience Terra's wonders, as did the Lemurs, who were one of the first root races (manu) to inhabit Terra. They settled on the great islands in the Pacific realm. There they reached a point where they were capable of lowering and raising their forms from spirit to matter and from matter to spirit again and again, with spectacular ease. They had learned the secrets of the universe and were co-creators of the myriad of divine geometry that manifested in all things.

All living things echoed the brilliance of the supreme Intelligence. For there was a great understanding in all of Creation. This understanding, called the “knowing,” contained no-lacking-thing because all things willingly fulfilled their own destiny and recognized and honored creations' diversity.

There was no death as we know it today. Death was revered and appreciated as the passageway to experience the Truth of Transition. And there was no hunger or despair, for the gentle Spirit of Love filled all the empty places. Every living thing sounded its essence, loudly, clearly and then softly.

The sequence of these events, which would happen at any given moment with some beings resting and other spirits beginning, was known as a harmonic convergence, that lead all essences of Life to the return to the cosmic Cauldron of the One.

Then, in an instant, all were catapulted out again into the multitudes of galaxies, continuing the gift of the Journey, which today we barely recognize as the path, of a parabolic orbit. And this is called the great "OMing" procession of sounding souls moving along the crystal cord of Creation.

This experience of the synchronization of sounds and the harmonizing of the galaxies was passed on and impressed into the cell of our atomic memories. This we know as our "hOM-ing" device.

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Because of the success of the first souls and the process and progress that was being experienced upon the Earth, beloved Terra was bestowed with the greatest gift of all the planetary bodies in this latitudinal quadrant. It was the grandest gift and the gravest gift that any living thing can receive. This is the gift we call Freedom. For it was known throughout the Cosmos that the fireheart of Terra blessed all within and without its system without restriction or restraint. The glow of its destiny could be seen and felt and heard by the Great Supreme Wanderers of the Universe, even light years away.

So Earth was known as the Freedom Star, and the perfection of its sound was seen as a luminous purple flame, the compliment to its red-orange heart-flame, transmuted into its perfect counterpoint.

So there was a great peace on and in the Land, and there was a peace throughout the air. There was a serenity below and above its waters and there was even a peace in the flame of the consuming fires as they moved upon the face of Terra. For all living things sang in the Name of the One, the Omnipresent One, which brought them the knowing, especially the knowing of the fire-breath of enchantments expressed in the ethereal Fields of Elysian, known to us today only as a glimpse of the grandeur of a place we call Heaven.

Then there was a great thunder and rumbling that resounded in this quadrant, the likes of which was never heard before. It was unfamiliar and deafening and seemed to permeate every living thing. But a determined Terra stood firm and continued to hum through the galaxy remaining in her orbit.

However, for a split millisecond, there was an interruption in things great and small. Most living things paused for a moment and then carried on, for there was not one remaining when their singing stopped, but a great Silence. However, there were those who began to wonder if the unknown voice would ever speak again. And these few continued to ponder until almost all the thunder and rumbling sensations had passed. But for a very few, a very minute number of living things there began a wandering and a search for this sense of sound.

Because the search had now been prolonged over some millennia and oceans of time, there grew a Legend. The few left, now just a handful, began to carry the belief that they had lost something. So they began to resound and sing in the only way they knew how to make the Call. So this period of time was deemed “the search for the Lost Chord.”

At this very same time within space, there were many embodiments occurring throughout the Heavens and Earth, and the regions and realms began to be filled.The embodiments nearest Terra's quadrant were of enormous beings traversing the Upper worlds, called giants, Titans and gods. Because all possibility existed in this quadrant and the quality of freedom afforded all within this realm the reality of choice, they all began to multiply at will and began to claim jurisdiction over vast worlds and regions – and, of course, began to dream of the domain of the Earth – a prize beyond compare! A jewel of great desire this planet, with its forests of freedom.Now, the handful of living things began to feel a sense of great anticipation as they felt a

response to their longing was at hand. They began to see signs in the sky, lights bolting through the heavens accompanied with deep and distant, grumbling voices. For sure this was their lost chord, they thought, the sound that had excited their imaginations, the resonance that had passed through their very cores.

They huddled together and called to this Lost Chord so distant and so dissonant. As their song moved through the mantel of Earth's Blue Cloak, it creased the blue veil of Mother Earth, and it moved it, ever so slightly, creating but a pinhole in the once protected Blue Orb.

Within that very second, the vox domini of the dominating gods resounded upon the Land, the Triads of tribulations of the Titans thundered close behind, darkening the heavens. The great gurgling of the Giants gravitated all things and crystalized the living in many regions with the rhythm of time and space and pizzicato of pride firmly in place. The Great Descent of Divinity was in full swing and at the same time the Great Ascent of All Living Things sprang forth, as Terra had to abide by her innate nature of balance.

It was the Dawn of the Living Dance, and all living things began to swell with this force, with this movement of vibration, this expansion of being. But the Lemurs, who had assisted in the splendor of the great creation, began to lament for the first time in the history of this place. They had the knowing and they knew that as all living things began to desire the removal of their unknowing, this would surely bring grief to the Lemurian world. This was in keeping with the will and the Law of the Land ensuring the equanimity of Earth's allotments be kept in just measure.

The Lemurs, knowing that the unknowing had pulled momentum on the Fulcrum of Time, were wise in their understanding. They foresaw the shadow of the unknown taking precedence over the known, causing all living things to become a mystery, and all known things to be hidden.

The Master Dolphin

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Realizing that some souls would still come to the Earth from other worlds, innocent and looking for their first song of Freedom, they felt great compassion for these newcomers.

So that the memory of the Luminous creation would not disappear, and knowing that Sound is Truth, the Lemurs began to sing their dream-song. It contained all knowing like a seed, a seed-spark from the Cauldron of the One.

Their song sprang from the highest place of the known worlds so that it would reach the highest place of the unknown worlds. This place at the edge of Heaven and Earth was called the Realm of Olympus, where resided one sleeping god of beauty and form. And within this region was the great mountain of Delphi where the Great Oracle of Life rested and waited. The dream-song of Lemuria reached the gateway to DelPhi and filled the waters and streams with the lullaby.

As the sweet sounds reached the essence of the Oracle, there was a recognition of these sounds of wisdom. The song sang of the cosmic planetary body, the cycle of the mysterious orbit, the sounds of silver and gold, of moons and suns, of rhyme and reason and of the Passing of time and seasons.

The song spoke of a story of a world where there was a cheerfulness and joy beyond all suffering, where all things knew the divine dance and the sounds of the one. As the Lemurian song of the living waters encircled Delphi, the song's journey had carried it to the Temple of the Oracle and the sacred resting place or the sleeping god of beauty.

As the song of the Lemurs began to touch the aura of the oracle, a knowing began to manifest within the fullness of the oracle's power. For now the dream song had grown into a symphony of ideas, and a movement with a great message. The eyes of the Oracle began to open and inspiration began to flow from the Heart of the Awakening Oracle. Like raindrops of glowing rainbow tones, the sleeping god called Apollo, began to stir.

The Oracle's muses began to tap the drums of Apollo's ears and pull at his heart strings. As he came into his awareness, he realized for some reason that he had a knowing and a desire to create, as was his domain.

He perceived that he must create a creature like no other, to house and embody the original intent of the luminous creation. For he, too, like many of the gods before him, knew that the temporal world was gaining on the lesser half of the parabolic journey, and lest that the fullness of creation and its inherent magic be lost from Earth forever, Apollo proceeded to fashion a magnificent creature of Sound that the Oracle had so gently impressed upon him to pursue.

Apollo began, "I shall create a creature that will fly through the gates of heaven and hell with a rainbow of song that will pierce even the hardest of men's souls. I will embody them with the charm of the muses that through storm and through the most severe thunder they will hear music from the stars.

"I will give it wings of great strength and a body like an arrow that it may leap and dive with the exhilaration of the

deepest joy, so that all living things will know of its origin and be unable to resist its cheerfulness. A heavy heart will not avoid its healing, and above all, I will endow this creature with not only sound and a song, but a message as well, that will resound throughout the cosmos and within every atom (Adam). These creatures will be the embodiment of love in motion, the portrait of grace and poise, the expression of pure elegance, and an unassuming and constant commitment to compassion."

And so it was done, and with the mystery of the seven vowels and the sequence of the seven sacred sounds, Apollo sent them forth, each creature being carried on the wings of an angel, streaming forth from the sacred place of Delphi. Apollo, seeing the beauty of his creation, and being moved by the loveliness therein, he could not resist claiming these as his very own. Thus, he called them “the creatures of Delphi, the Great Delphines.”

And they entered the domain of the living waters for safekeeping, and the safekeeping of the knowing.

And so, they sing even today, a song of great joy as was given to them long ago. When we look at them, can we deny their divine countenance? When we hear them, do they not evoke us to listen beyond the songs they sing? For it is their purpose and their desire to take us to this place, the sacred place of sound, into the waves of our most ecstatic OM-ing, to that ultimate place, where we are face to face with the One, most joyful place of our knowing.

Thus spoke the Great Master Dolphin of Delphi, residing in the constellation Delphinus, west of the constellation Pegasus. OM TAT SAT (the sound is truth).

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Chapter 2 Octahedron: Passageways to Terra

From the time the Dolphin Tale had tantalized the universal ear, from the time of the opening of the prospect of fear, the Oracle at Delphi had mysteriously disappeared. The song of Lemuria had faded to a whisper on the wind. A distant lullaby to an ancient legend housed only in the hearts of the Keepers of the Names.

Asleep at the edge of time was the memory of Delphi locked in the Holy Heart of the Ancient of Days, only appearing from time to time on the holographic horizon of His lucid dreams.

During this time the journey had begun in the heavens, and the Starbearers were awakened to begin their charter to Terra and worlds beyond. The Supreme Wanderers, who were most sensitive to the whisper of the song legend of the Dolphin, were compelled by the nature of their wandering to ley light lines in various patterns across the galactic inter-stellular skies, as a way of preserving the memory of the Ancient of Days' dreamtime.

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From this star writing, the first written language of the heavens, the interpretation of the first vessels of light were received and their imagings were taken to starborn centers throughout this hemispheric quadrant.

The parenting photonic creators of the starseed had optimized their destinies and knew it was the dawning of the transformation of their kind. The light of their worlds and their cosmic fires were diminishing, for they were reaching the end of their parabolic journey. If their seed genesis was not launched toward a new possibility, the opportunity for the evolution of their kind or, an adaptation thereof, would be lost forever.

As all stargazers do, the Elder Starseed searched the heavens for a clue, or a cluster of the knowing contained in some form of cosmic dust that might give them a direction, a mode of manifesting the perfection of their own light into the future.

Coming upon the star writing of the Supreme Wanderers, the Starbearers interpreted it into a comprehensible form. They held that form in their coherence until it locked into a stable chamber of transference. Once the Starbearers comprehended the magnitude of the future of their starborn, knowing that they were not guaranteed a destination but a possibility of their lineage of continuance, be it ever so slight, the launching of the initial starseed chambers was set forth into the vast unknown.

Twelve by twelve, each wanderer chamber was filled, insuring that if any one chamber reached a reality crosspoint, that at this vortex the could follow the lightstreams to its origin and find a passageway into another dimension. The inaugural Star chamber, arriving at a new metaplane, (birthing place) and the host being compatible, the twelve would quickly multiply into a starbase completion component of one hundred forty-four.

The seeding of billions of chambers occurred from the oldest star-systems that had completed their parabolic journey and were steadily moving back to ether-stars as starfire and solar dust, their origin in the from the Cauldron of the One.

The seedlings were called supra, ultra and meta novas, establishing implementation of a new order in the universe according to the law of destiny and the Keeper of the Names. The supra nova starseeds emphasized the vastness of the Supreme Intelligence, the ultra nova maximized the quantity of infinite possibility, while the meta nova kept within them the most powerful force of all, transformation.

Meanwhile on Terra the occurrence of the nine eclipses were transpiring. Terra's three moons played hide-and-seek above the northern horizon. The skies were dark and nothing on Terra's face uttered. A hush covered the land with a deafening silence. Underneath the surface a quickening of the heartfires were accelerating with an accumulation of anticipation. A sense of change charged the air.

Beyond the heavens were the billions of seed sparks swirling in irridescent rainbow colors of the golden chambers,

embracing the unknown. The seed chambers formed from the essence of the Supreme Wanderers, besides evoking the creation of the three aspects of nova, were imbued with the essence of the knowing and the whisper of the Lemurian lullaby. The encoding of the new lightstreams was complete.

The supra, ultra and meta seed novas were picked up by the cosmic winds and taken far and wide into the transcendence of all imaginings. Some were lost forever as expected, some were transformed into the cosmic wind itself and served as the voices of vectors, or beacons of holographic hope. But those who had accepted the new encoding began multiplying the atomic resonance within and developed a resistance to disintegration and began at once to understand that by integrating and accepting the challenges of their journey, they could sense a strength of their own potential and within the wave lengths of the Lemurian whisper were able to develop their own identity by holding within them a vision of their own formless form.

By this time they were light years away from the origin of their starfire, barely resembling their ancestral light. Their only "knowing" now was that within their golden chrysalis, was a rhythmic beating and a driving desire for emergence and expression.

A golden glow approached the indigo heavens and began to influence Terra. Sunlight danced upon the still waters, moonlight slithered across liquid cool pools. As the glowing chambers approached the universal body of Terra, many were being shifted into spirals as they moved closer to the blue orb. Alliances were created as they merged into helixes moving closer and closer and closer to the dimension of Terra. Soon with the gravitational pulse of the of the cosmic and solar bodies of Terra the helixes S.U.M. novas were directed to the Octahedron that enveloped Terra as her protective Auric body. Here at last were the passageways, the only barrier left was to unlock the mystery of the capstones of both hemispheres, the portholes in to the domain Terra.

Spiraling, spinning toward the capstones the seed novas were now being carried on the in-breath of Terra until their arrival at the tip of the capstone. They resonated with the face of the capstones and completed their alliance of triads and rested on a capstone face of the microcosmic pyramid. The triadic seed novas resonated but did not enter the capstone of the Octahedron. Entry remained elusive.

The seed novas now evolving into seed beings and being more aware of their identity and union wondered what was impeding their progress. Knowing that other golden triadic chambers were near, the nova beings began to vibrate a signal as to call out to others. The sum of their sounds began to replicate around the capstone. The sound of their seeking grew. Unaware that they were, in effect, creating a new element, the sound of Atmau resulted in a fourth projection, and this was the secret of the pyramid. The seed novas pierced the tip of the capstone and were thrust into the pulsating spheres of Terra's subtle bodies.

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Now as they descended into the luminous orb, the seed beings were witness to many images on the walls of the Octahedron, forms and expressions of creation yet to be made manifest, the obvious templates of future genesis.

Terra, within her great sleep – silent, still and motionless, yet quietly shimmering in her midnight beauty, was the embodiment of creations' innocence. The magnetic field around Terra's auric field carried the seed novas to the corresponding power points of the etheric. Octahedron

projected on the surface of Terra. Here the new seed novas found entry and gravitated into all the wet places. The oceans and the seas quivered and began to rise and cover land that was formerly hot and dry. The once still oceans

became alive and danced with the rhythm of sound emanating from the golden chrysalis now crystalizing in their new liquid home.

Terra aroused sensed within her sleep and dreaming that she was growing, expanding and moving in a way never before patterned on this planet. She could feel forms expanding and contracting, filling her hallowed orb with mists of mystery. These new time cycles were the first memories of all living things. The "knowing" had arrived and Terra for the first time, was aware of herself.

To identify this new relationship, Terra was now aware of herself as the Earth – a planet, a body awakening and as the awakening spread across the body of Earth, and the passageways discovered, life in Terra's oceans began. The essence of the starseed's encoding focused on the image of the dolphin that had been imprinted upon them during their descent through the Octahedron. They perfected and crystalized it until they had the perfect form of the Master Dolphin. They responded to this form as their oracle, their deity, their godhead, their image and likeness, their connection to Source, the Cauldron of the One.

The Master Dolphin, being given a life of is own by the starseed novas, sought a retreat of its own and took up residence in a deep and crystal clear lake in the northern hemisphere. We call this sacred place Superior. The Master Dolphin is there today waiting for contact. And, in the silence of the wind, is still heard today the lyrical lullaby of the Ancient of Days, the keynote of the seed spark, moving through space…….

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‘Shaman of the Shipyard’

“Do you often dream of landsacross the sea?And does your heart tell youthat’s where you used to be?You see a golden shipsails green and white.It’s guided by a starfrom the sun's first light.Here butterflies will show youhow to fly.At dusk rose velvet loveis written across the sky.Bright orange camp fires burningwarm your cooling face,Your mind is so very happyin this familiar place.It’s the quiet of Lemuria...Lemuria, Lemuria.” ♥

Richard with friend, Jake in their San Francisco garden.

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The Richness of Life By Dena Aronson

It is a beautiful fall day. The sun is beaming down. It's unusually warm. The autumn colors are astounding. As I breathe in this elegance of nature, I remember my friend Rich.

Richard the ‘Shaman of the Shipyard’ which was one of his roles in his beloved San Francisco community, has been released into the other side. I had the good fortune to spend 10 days with Rich and his boyfriend, Jake last April. The three of us spent precious time together enjoying the good life which Rich was so famous for enjoying.

He had collected the best of things in his San Francisco apartment ... from artwork, to food, to music, to a tarot group gathering in his living room, to an exquisite mini-deck filled with plants and crystals, attracting hummingbirds and butterflies, with a view of the bay.

I always felt so safe in the guest room he had ready for me, surrounded by spiritual books and paintings. We would take walks to his garden, filled with Buddha statues, flowers and veggies, drives to the ocean, and lounge in the parks with his famous gay friends, than off to an artist salon in Marin with painters and poets as we feasted on a five-course Italian meal.

And, of course, drives to the Veterans Hospital, and sitting for long hours listening as he told me story after story of family, dolphins, master teachers, good times, other worldly times – and the most remarkable to me, our conversations of his fearlessness of death. He really knew this was the greatest challenge of his life, this cancer diagnosis, and even after surviving so much already, I remember distinctly Rich saying, “I am not afraid. We are all light, love and joy. We are all One, D.”

From Richard, I always heard it, felt it and knew it, deeply taking in the essence of his spirituality. I heard it in his music, as we all have, and I accompanied him often on drums as he took us to the Source (of Creation) again – singing and playing his original songs, along with those sweet show tunes he loved so well.

I know he is entertaining all the spirit life now, and I am so fortunate to have had him as my dear friend and spiritual mentor for so many years ... starting in the mansion in Whitefish Bay, Wisconsin. Then, to the East side of Milwaukee to our Cambridge Street community, and finally onto the hills of San Francisco – to his apartment on Diamond Heights. Always living in the heights was our Richard, so much love and so much to love as we experienced the Richness of Life. ♥

A Video Tribute on Recorded in San Francisco, California April 2014 By Dena Aronson.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPLh4DilLao&feature=youtu.be

Richard and Dena in the garden, April 2014

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Today is my 84th birthday, my life longer than Richard Jerome Bennett's life. But he lived a deep, concentrated, magnificent existence, helping others, spreading healing everywhere he went. I had much contact with him, I needed Rich to support and advise me on my three art/poetry books. I needed him and he was always there for me. Especially the Creation book.

He loved my art and knew the healing in it. The Master Dolphin I painted came to him and spoke in crystal form above Lake Superior. (Image on cover of this issue.) I gave him the original oil painting, along with a horizontal oil of a gliding dolphin family in rainbow colors. He kept them in his healing studio and I often envisioned that healing space. The Master Dolphin image is in my Dolphin River art/poetry book. There were many times that Rich and I talked on the phone about creative ideas. We found the conversations to grow in joy the longer we talked. I know the angels joined me as I sat on our sofa with our dog, Bluebell, talking on and on with Rich. I told him about the angels and he said, "Yes, of course they are there ... they love the joy of creativity. It's fun for them."

Rich and I joined together at his piano concerts, my art and his music. It never made any difference what he played, when he put his hands on the piano keys, I was in another world, feeling good. He truly was a healer. I know he is with us, his presence large. My husband Ed suffered a stroke two months ago. It is the hardest time of my life and my husband's. I asked Richard to send healing rays of love from God to us.

Thanks for the privilege of writing about my experience knowing Richard Jerome Bennett, one of God's best.

♥–Jeanine Semon,May 25, 2014

Jeanine Semon shown here in her studio creating

art from spirit as she has done for over 25 years.

The cover of this issue is one of her paintings.

For more information, visit: www.JeaninesDream.com

In Memoriam We feel honored to write about

Richard, since he touched all of us deeply in so many ways. So how does one start to describe a spiritual giant like our dear Richard?

We feel truly blessed to have shared time with him in this world. The essence of him is beautiful ... a true Light Being! He brought great joy and shared his wisdom with all he encountered. He was a prolific poet, an amazing musician, and an enchanted story teller. Richard truly embraced his life fully and it was great fun to be in his presence!

The last evening Richard was in Milwaukee, we hosted an impromptu gathering of a few close friends, featuring Richard at the piano channeling amazing music. He was in his element … great friends, great music, passionate drumming, deep and insightful conversation, belly laughs, and a magical time that will always be remembered.

He’s been a bright beacon of Light for all. He lived the life of an Awakened Warrior, one who lived with great wisdom and compassion, connected to Source. He created sacred space wherever he traveled. He is truly missed.

Thank you, Richard, for all of your many gifts you shared with us. You continue to live in our hearts...

Our Love Always,♥–Suzanne & Brian Moore

Richard, where do I begin about our friendship and the effect you had on my life and the life of my children?

I invited Richard into my community of friends after the Russian Mural Project when he was living in Peter Buffett's mansion on Lake Drive, and he was welcomed with open arms. We did many wonderful projects together, amazing – from AIDS benefits to creating his Heal The Earth CD, and many more memories.

He was a great pontificator creating a visual image with every word. He is a part of me and will always be in my heart. ♥–Sally Leiser

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I was asked to do the typesetting of the programs, ad flyers and tickets for these events and wanted to include a heart-shape in the design. Looking through my art image books at the time, I found little to choose from. When I told Richard I couldn’t find but one heart design, he said, “See? The world needs more heart.” –Nancy Freier

♥Dedication from the November 13, 1994 program, Richard wrote:The first consequence of Love's Creation was the sounding of the Heart As

Life moved out from the Fires of Creation there was heard a measurable consistent beat … the pulse of the Infinite.

And this was good, for is it not so, that when we place our ear on the bosom of our beloved friends and family, there is a comforting calmness that overtakes us at this moment of treasured intimacy?

Therefore, we dedicate this concert, this celebration, and this sacred ceremony to the core of where healing truly begins, the Heart. In memory of those souls that have gone before us and in honor of those souls who will come after us. Let us hold one another for a moment and become one with the hearts of each other, as we respond to that indefinable jewel of our being, the human heart.

We will attempt to express in sound, music and song, our gratitude for tie grace showered upon us from the compassionate and healing Heart of the Divine, the all pervading Love of the Universe, and from all of you, our friends.

OM TAT SAT ~ Sound Is Truth.

Richard Bennett at the piano after ‘A Concert For The Heart’ at Villa Terrace on Sunday, November 13, 1994.

I didn’t think it could be done, but he topped the first one with ‘Heartstrings’ at Milwaukee’s PAC the following year, to which he wrote all the music, the play, and choreographed the show.

Dedication from the October 22, 1995 program ‘Heartstrings’ Richard wrote:

Pluck a string and it will lift us to the heavens. Beat a drum and the core of our beings is ignited by the fire of inspiration. The human heart responds to this language of love. It begins to soar and sway to the rhythms of life. The heart is the instrument of our divine knowing.

Our bodies are the refined wood that waits for the songs of life to be sounded forth from the heartstrings, the deepest part of our emotions and affections.

Let us open to the gift of grace from the heartstrings of our being. Our bodies then will become the instruments of our peace, carrying our voices into the harmonies of the heavens and heal us.

Therefore we consecrate this concert of the Heartstrings with the highest aspirations we can imagine, to honor all life - past, present and future. It is with this deep gratitude and humility that we celebrate this opportunity to share and demonstrate our love. OM TAT SAT ~ Sound Is Truth.

A Concert For The Heart, 1994 & 1995

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One message rang true throughout Richard’s life, that he was to be an instrument for peace, love and healing. The music he composed and performed on this CD exuded these qualities, leaving the listener in a joyful, euphoric state. How many

times I have heard this music and I still want to hear more. Lyrics on page 16. From the album cover…

“This music was created through the inspiration of Nature's strength and beauty, and our need to respond in kind. This work [was] dedicated to the healing of Dan Sorensen and the manifestation of the World Clay Stomp in Flagslaff,

Arizona, May 1993.”

OM TAT SATThis project [was] based on a revelation that occurred on the night of March 28, 1992. I was instructed to create and share this music as a vehicle for the expansion of spiritual integration now occurring on the planet. The music is an expression of the joyous proclamation that the veil of mystery has been lifted, and that grace and good fortune await us, all. Love of Nature and Humanity in all its divine forms provided the backdrop of inspiration. This music is also the result from the

caring and support of my colleagues and associates in the beautiful city of Milwaukee. I give special thanks lo Peter Buffett for his allegiance to perseverance, Julilly Kohler for her brilliant and passionate spirit, and to Sally Leiser for her essential hold on a working, yet playful reality. And of course, much love to Noah, Suzanne, Victor, Lizz, Peggy, Steve, Jerry, Tena, Roberta, Dena and Dave for their participation and joy. Special thanks to Randy Bobo for helping me hold

the Vision, and gratitude to my sister, Terri for holding fast the family flame.

Album cover art created by Marna PfeifferDesign by Denyse GatiornaProduced by Richard J. Montes

Sound Effects provided by the Peter Buffett Synclavier Library

Acoustic Recording Engineer: Randy Bobo

Basic Tracks recorded at Mystic Bear Studio, Milwaukee, Wl

Music and Voices recorded and mixed at Independent Sound, Milwaukee, Wl

Heal The Earth CDs can be ordered from Dena Aronson. Please e-mail videna@aol.com for details!

Heal The Earth

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A CHILD'S DREAMWhen I play my drum.I am the Hum,Not the humdrum.I am the joyful noiseof growing, groaning soil,stretching from the coreof nothingness.Pulsing rhythmsfill me up naturally.No limits,No thoughts of big or small,No sense of high or low,No one to say I can not.So I will beat this druma lot.

HEAL THE EARTHAnd as I lay myselfon the silk green grass of spring,the love I feel in my heartis sparked by the magnificenceof Nature's embrace.The warmth I drinkis the knowledgethe sun shows me,as I open my eyesto the gloryaround all the living,invoking me to be healedand above all, to rememberto Heal the Earth.

ANGELS COMING TO HEARTHLook up, look upas loudly they come.Thundering towards usin ever increasing numbersin an ever encompassing Sound.Their Light permeatesthe ground,around us, above and beyond,before and forever.0 Angels of SoundBoundless and Free,Blaze throughour territory of greed,

and release the gold and silverchains that hold us backfrom ourForgiveness.

WARRIOR WONDERSAs a man thinksso shall he be.As he sowsso shall he heap.And as the crow cries,so does man's soul.0 Warrior, 0 Warriorin us all,that knows no wall,move out onto the horizon,rule the plains.radiate like solar winds,soothe like summer rains...As a Warrior Wondersso does his fate.

CAVE DWELLERSIn the silenceof your darkest nightyou must believe.Even when I leave your hands hold,Believe that your holdhas impressed my soulwith the Purity of yourpiercing Love.A Light that glows in darknessis only seen when it is revealedthrough the soundof your Vital Voice.In that deep cavityof your self,are the real dwellers,the Cave Dwellers.

VENICEThe Hidden Mystical CityA distant landscapeis upon usif just for the making,in tones ofpurples, pinks and

passions of pastels.Drink 0 weary travelersfrom the sparklingCanals of Light,The cosmic veinsof that Jeweled City of the Dawn,For it is your Home, Your Heritage,And if you so choose, Your Legacy.

METEORA Ball of Fire out in space,Spending all your Lightin the Race.And as molten Blood of Mother Earthstreaks across the cobalt skyknow that the Crown of your Gloryis likewise hissing through Spacewith your essence.From the one Crystal Cordto the Diamond Myriad beyond,Carry us, O carry us,One by One,for all of Destiny will manifest,It, is a matter of Time.

W0RDS 0F WlSD0MI lave been waiting a Lifetime,Waiting for Words of Wisdom,Words that could move my lifestreamI want to live and rememberThe Beauty that I see,Moving my soul to forever,like a Jewel of Infinity.O persevering EarthO Opalescent BeingGrant me your forgivenessO Merciful One. Give me Words of WisdomThat I may Heal the Earthand Forgive. ♥

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Nancy R: I've heard a lot of music, Rich, and am quite particular in my tastes. For a few days now I've been listening to your music tape, Heal The Earth, and I must say it is very exciting! It's had such an effect on me that when I am not listening to it, I hear it playing in my head. It's almost as though I've been looking for these sounds, like they've been "missing."

Let me start out by asking how did this music come to you, and what do you suppose is its significance?

Richard M: When Heal the Earth was transmitted to me, I had no idea that I was setting up a recording session for the Masters. (Laughter.) I was in very playful mood because I had just finished setting up my studio for the first time in two years and had purchased a new digital audio tape (DAT) recorder so that I could have a good copy for producing my music.

Well, I invited a good (drummer) friend of mine, Dena Aronson, over to play, and with her she brought an African finger piano, known as a kalimba. In jest I told Dena, "Well, if you're going to play the piano, I'll play the drums." And I jokingly set out and found a couple of agreeable drum sounds on my synthesizer, and after a short check with my inspiration Diva, I said, "Well, let's go!"

I punched the record button and in about twenty-seconds this huge wave of energy

literally hit me as if I had been taken up in an elevator, a floor or two.

NR: Then what happened?RM: I began to realize that I was no

longer in control and that this energy field was actually playing me! Then my friends, the Ascended Masters, began to instruct and send me visions of this musical journey unfolding before me. I was given the name of the music project, "Heal The Earth." They told me that this thought had to be put in form and that it was important that it be anchored in third dimension reality so that others would begin to assist in the healing of the planet.

NR: The title on the cassette cover, "Music from the Eighth Wave," what is that all about?

RM: This is so expansive and continues today to reveal more agenda, I will try to be as brief as I can.Along with the Ascended Masters, I receive input from a group intelligence that call themselves "RA" from the Egyptian period, and I incorporate their teachings of the Law of One. I even called myself "Amen" during my communal period in 1971 in San Francisco.

RA revealed to me the concept and reality (of "Heal The Earth"), that as a gift they were anchoring a wave of light in the Earth from the Central Sun, and that it should be called by the number 8 because this signifies the time frame we are now

in, that of complete spirit/matter integration. We are transmuting the images of money and power which the number 8 represent.

Number 8 represents the balance of spirit and matter. It is also the sign of infinity which truly represents our masked identity. Also, the number 8 is the porthole into and through the mysteries beyond that are presently available to us. Eight also represents the Eighth chakra, about a foot above the head, which is our connection to the Infinite, or star seed.

I hope this explains a little about the eighth wave. RA and the Ascended Masters communicated that practicality of spirituality is of utmost importance right now.

NR: Do you mean to say that the Ascended Masters were actually speaking to you, directing this music?

RM: Yes, not to my outer ears but to my inner ear.

NR: And who are these Masters?RM: The ones that made early contact

witi me in childhood, and I eventually identified as St. Germain, Portia, Pallas Athena, and Paul the Venetian, Hercules, and of course, Jesus, and John the Beloved.

NR: How do they speak to you and how often?

RMr Well at first, I thought the thoughts that went through my mind were just

☛This interview was first published in a ‘vintage’ issue of The Inner Voice in 1994 when Richard’s last name was Montes, and my last name was Rajala.

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"pure imagination," but as time went on, things that were told to me by these voices were later shown to be true. For instance, the idea of Lemuria and Atlantis, I would have visions of as a child and had never heard of these places. The Masters have been speaking to me as long as I can recall, it is just that now I am listening.

NR: Does anyone else beside the Ascended Masters speak to you?

RM: I almost forgot Buddha, Gautama, that is one of my favorites. You know, as we are doing this interview. ‘They’ are getting very excited and none of them want to be left out. I'm sure I'll hear about who I’ve omitted after we're done with this. (Laughter.) But as for the other voices, I made contact with the Divas and Nature Spirits when I was a child on camping trips. Our favorite meeting place was Yosemite. Also there are angels from all realms, elementals, and even molecular and atomic entities. Everything speaks through its unique sound transmitting its truth to us.

NR: Well, I see we have plenty of directions this talk could go in with these insights you're bringing up, but for now let’s get back to your music. You mentioned that this project was a ‘musical journey unfolding before you.’ Could you elaborate?

RM: Okay, the first four compositions were direct transmissions. I was given the names of each piece and what each represented. It was like being in school and transcribing large arenas of concept and feeling so that it would be understandable. The last four compositions on side two of the tape were selected from creations I had previously composed and were used because the purposes of this tape were being fulfilled.

NR: And what is the purpose of this tape?

RM: My instructions were that I had to produce this tape and make it available so that we could speed up the process of awakening more Light Bearers, so that the

reality of healing the Earth would be made manifest, and that this would ‘sound the alarm’ and begin to echo around the planet.

A large example is that Michael Jackson's performance of "Heal The World" was viewed by millions at the Inaugural celebration last fall and again at the Superbowl halftime show in January of 1993. The Transmission of " Heal The Earth" came through me on March 28,1992.

Also, during last year we had the Earth Summit in Brazil. So the call was and is being made. Also, here in Milwaukee the work of Carole Hale of Global Green Cross, bringing together an art exhibition for peace and ecology in China, using children's art from around world is a great service for healing.

And of course, I must mention my good friend Joel Pfeiffer who was interviewed in The Inner Voice a couple of issues ago ... and his project for the World Clay Stomp, in Flagstaff, Arizona in May of 1993, also is an excellent vehicle for bringing an international community together for planetary, as well as spiritual healing.

At the present time I have been instructed to teach and create a healing mode for groups as well as individuals, so I am delighted, and the Masters are more than thrilled, that I will be doing my work and teaching at The Inn of the 7th Ray in West Allis.

NR: So, what do you make of all your spiritual growth through music, healing through sound, and about doing your work

in Milwaukee? I understand you're not from this area.RM: I can only say that I knew I was going to leave San Francisco, but I was not sure where I was going. I had never thought of Milwaukee as a destination or a place to call home.NR: None of us have (Laughter)! But there's a draw, I think, and once you're settled here, it's hard to leave.RM: Yes, and although my spirit on first arriving at

Mitchell airport recognized a very strong and Pure Light focus here, especially at the Lake, I came here through a connection with Peter Buffett, also a musician.

I've been here for three years now and I must say that I've undergone some quantum leaps in healing, both spiritually and physically. I have met some of the most beautiful, kind, loving, and generous people here that anyone would want to know, and Nancy, that includes you.

NR: It's because you attract to you what you send out...

RM: ...I've been given and shown more love in this city than I could ever have hoped for. I know that I share this sentiment and experience with many. There is such a large and wonderful healing community here. I am convinced that Milwaukee and all travelers on the path are being affected in profound ways by being here in this area ... there's no doubt in my mind that Milwaukee is transforming itself into a jeweled "City of the Dawn."

We have a foundation for great transformations to occur and we will be proud to say that Milwaukee will be the new Venice, the new Camelot, for many miracles and mysteries are at the threshold of emerging. I am delighted to be here and be a part of this celebration and I am privileged to call Milwaukee my new home.

NR: And we are delighted to have you here. ♥

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My good friends, it's time for an update on my situation concerning the pancreatic cancer. I wish that I could share with you I had figured out some magical formula and it disappeared, but, it is not the case. However, I did achieve two goals. Since I felt that I was too weak and not mentally nor physically up to such an invasive operation, on Aug 15, my intuition to delay was correct. The surgeon wanted to get at the growth, as it was at an early stage and was "easily" accessible and thought it might spread rapidly. I went on a six week delay to build up my body with the assistance of Jeffrey Zindler and achieved a healthier state, as well as kept the cancer from growing. Now I am preparing to have surgery on Nov 7, and will need your prayers, best waves of healing energy to flow to and through me as I have learned it is the most delicate and invasive surgery one can ever have. However, I am in good spirits, my body is now back from the deep, and my resolve is resolute that with Spirit, Friends, and Your Love, this will get me through. So I greet you all from the core of my heart and thank you for being there to share this journey with me. You are all such a gift.

Blessings, kisses and hugs to all, Richard

[Sorry, Dudette, (his nickname for me. I called him ‘Dude.’) late again, I didn't know if I was going to write, or not but this came through in the wee wee hours.......… of Oct .20, 2013]

Reprinted from TIV November 2013 Issue SEARCHING FOR PARADISEAhz University Report #7

Well, now that the full moon and total eclipse have passed, on my birthday no less, as well as three intense portal openings, the continuation of my personal drama continues. In the Light of the moment, my situation looks fairly dark as I prepare for an operation to remove the cancerous growth on my pancreas. So with all the talk of ascension and miraculous healings and awakenings happening everywhere, it almost feels that I missed the boat somewhere. I've been going through my pre-op orientations and they are dire, as to the procedure and the consequences and possible outcomes. I will not bore you with the gory details. But it does shake the foundation of one's mind as to why this juncture has arrived. This seems like some crossing point or some grand challenge to break some illusions that I may harbor but am not aware of. I have lived in my truth, I have shared what I can and I have remained peaceful within my heart and have imagined joy and prosperity and freedom for humanity. I figured, that's what we're supposed to be doing, right? Well, the biggest wow, is that I've have been humbled further. I had figured that things might be difficult and there would be challenges, and there have been, but nothing like what is being presented to me right now. Being that this is the most serious and most invasive operation that anyone can

have, and that it could take months to recover, it boggles my mind why I might be on thin ice again. Where is my island paradise I used to imagine, like when I went to Hawaii for the first time my energy and body were transfixed, by the beauty and the atmosphere and the land. I didn't realize until later that the islands are the last remnants of Lemuria and my being had felt the vibrations of home. I remember kissing the ground being transported into other realms. It was an experience I will never forget. I feel now as though I am on a ship and I am not sure of it's destination. I am not the captain, nor the oarsman, just a passenger, captive to the whims of the cosmos. I have called out to the Powers of Light, I have meditated, I play my healing tapes, I have petitioned St. Germain. So what to do, where to go, who to appeal to, I don't know at this point. And Zen tells us nowhere to go and nothing to do. Yet, all I am filled with, at this moment, is that I will be cut open on November 7th and it will be a successful operation or not. I am doing my best to keep fear away, but it still creeps into those little corners of mind and that peripheral feeling kind of eats away the security I once felt. So no matter what the outcome, I know it will be for the best. And as for the island paradise I end up on I will have to leave that to the Powers that guide our fortunes. I know it will be a colorful one. I search here and there for fragments of Light that I can weave into my soul to give me strength and courage, beautiful things like my community garden, my deck flowers and all the gifts that I have been given, to bolster the hope that I will see them next month. Reflecting on all the beautiful friends and people who have circulated through my life, like jewels of unbearable beauty, strengthens my desire to continue on this journey here. All of you give me hope, you fortify my faith and make the mystery of life more intriguing. What a year, that started out so resolute and positive and on a dime, turns around and be so daunting. It almost takes my breath away. But I am at peace and I am resolved to accept what is presented to me and imagine the best outcome. I will call on my Light Body, I will call to the Masters of Light, I will call to my friend The Master Dolphin and the Elemental Kingdom, I will imagine Rainbow Light surrounding me with and Ovoid of pearl opalescent Light. I will call on my friends. I know that the paradise that I am looking for is within. And that the Light of All Creation is contained in everything, but when you seem to be in Radiant Darkness it is hard to see anything. So with a mindful heart and a somewhat restless mind, my deepest desire is to see clearly that paradise within, and with any luck, I will keep loving and keep seeing the evolving paradise outside. I do definitely see it in everyone and everything. Thank you all for sharing your love and beauty on this most incredible journey. Peace, Richard Jerome Bennett ♥

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