MILKSOPS IN HEAVEN
dialogue between Esu & Eve

7th June 2011

A few days ago I harmfully became aware of the fact, that - while my job is one of "reducing the distance", make some fun and by that help to keep all of us going - I have not done so extremely well in it. From time to time, I become tired of going myself, and then have to pull myself out of the mud again, and I do not always succeed, and the following private report is a touching evidence of what efforts even the Celestials take to put us on our feet again.

As you might know, I'm writing a journal regularly, so most is documented... and on 6th June I ended my report with the sentence:

I would have to do a briefing now, but I'm not in the mood for that.

I felt a bit ashame for that, but I did not do my briefing and postponed it to the next day. While doing my work I had a discussion with a friend, on the picture of Esu which is now on the front page of AbundantHope.net/pages. This is a real photo, which was taken in beginning of the second half of last century, when he materialized and allowed a photo.

As far as I remember we also discussed what he had worn that day, and I admit that we enjoyed lightness and fun at Esu's expense. (whistle)

Then the next day I remembered my briefing and connected to Esu.

7th June 2011

Good morning, Esu!

Good morning, Eve! Now, are you in the mood for talking to me?

I feel drawn to it. Yes.

How are you, dear?

A part of me is fine and another one is an emotional nowhereland. And then, there is such strong pulling to the essence of emotion....I told you, Esu, I'm a hopeless case... I should care about things like EHEC (virus spreading in Germany) or the false flag attack rumours on 26th June 2011 at Berlin, but I just am thinking about my private things...and then I feel bad again,and I'm thinking about you, about what you must feel when you look at my emotional mess. I'm so sorry, Esu, and ask you to forgive me, this sphere sometimes seems to challenge me more than I could have ever imagined. I thought about that when I run to Adama I'm always needing comfort by him, or am occupying Raphael, causing you sorrow maybe. While being the standalone therapist for quite a few I'm often myself looking for a soft place to fall... and the only constant place matching is the connection with you Celestial ones... .. I know there's much I can be thankful for, but I'm so outworn, so used off, ... ok, I'm gonna stop now.

Oh, Eve... it's good to talk that off from your soul. I was sitting a while with you, from time to time, to lift you a bit, my dear. I know,still and so far I cannot do much more than to be your soft place to fall from the fields of disappointment, when you realize once again that almost no side does deliver you real energetic support & uplifting except for ours, which is defined by you to be materially „untouchable" still. Wearyness is hard to bear, especially on this plane. Normally, the „more work more service" thesis is a good recommendation to cope with that, but in your case it does not work any more, as you charge yourself already with more than suitable. I cannot do more than offering you all energetic support you need, be it energetic journeys, mind movies or else. But Eve, there is a place for you, for all of us, waiting. It's a place vivid and sheltering, and when you finally meet me, I won't wear a night gown.

(It struck me nearly, as I remembered that fun talk with my friend - about Esu's cloths, and I had said he looked as if he was wearing a night gown, so Esu obviously had me on his monitor and was aware of our funny discussion, I felt as if my face went flushing red)
Oh, Esu, I'm sorry that I commented your photo that like...

Grin, what did you say? Milksop? I'll show you what milksop is!

I never meant to tell you that you ARE milksop, I just meant that you come over like one on this photo, with this outfit. You should have maybe insisted on Candace commenting that you were about 7 feet tall. This photo makes you look like you were just 5,5 feet.

Oh, thank you, Eve. Straight as always! This is the point when I'd pull you in the water with me, if we were at the shore of the sea, for a little swim, - and teaching how to walk upon the water if one is too short to still be able to touch the ground in deep water.

This would certainly be an amazing experience.... you could send me a mind movie on that.

Indeed, Eve. (smile) I'm going to flashlight your being ... electrifying the memory of every single cell. And when you just receive the echo of your own voice back from the walls around other hearts, your ears will hear me calling you, and my love will enter in return to feed you back into vividness and the warm room of the sacred and unlimited space of the heart. I'm seeding all of your dear hearts with my love, daily, and I'm showering and fertilizing their grounds by divinity. You shall hear it again and again. In all places you have ever seen in your life, I was always with you, and I always will be. Nothing will change this. You are the co-workers of a universal milksop.

Ahhhhh...Esu! You strike me! Who does expect such a finish after these lovely words?

You, perhaps?

Then tell me, can milksops be a good housekeeper?

Depends on their crew always.

Brother! Don't push it on me!

(laughing ) You had to expect to receive something back after landing this verbal torpedo of comparing me with a milksop!

(I shortly went to the bathroom to take my glasses off and wash my face, and Esu was still there in my mind , commenting he was a „milksop in heaven" - almost sounding like he sung it- and CM, too, a reason why he stated to be utmost thankful for the sunglasses... I had to laugh that loud, and Esu was very content about the change of my mood, which was indeed becoming extremely well).

Eve! I'm absolutely delighted that I made you laugh!

So, you mean, there's two of this sort up there?

I guess, your next question is: Can milksops be good sovereigns?

Can they?

Always, when they wear sunglasses!

I KNEW it! So the sunglasses transform a creator son into a sovereign?

As much as my crew transforms me into a good housekeeper ...

WOW.

Now, Eve, let's go on with the game... Will wearing a sheepskin transform a wulf into a sheep ?

Not really ... I bet, as little as a nightgown would transform a universal warrior of light into a milksop!

HA! Now I got you where I wanted to have you! So you see, sometimes, for strategical reasons, it can be suitable to match the imagination of the people,to increase acceptance.

You mean, you intentionally put on a nightgown for taking this photo as you thought you'd better match the image that the church guys painted of you?

Well, some of your establishment indeed thought that I was offering them beating on „my other cheek", which I of course do NOT. It did and still will take more by surprise, when they find out about my body height and my technical equipment,... although it's a bit late already for them to find out.

So, there is still pretty much stored for many.They will get neck pain when looking up to you... finding out that your nightgown was just the underwear of your galactic official suit ...

And they will end up with the question „is God allowed to work with tricks"? And they will be told: „Yes, he is, as it was him who created the treat, but the trick developed from too much treats. So why not using smart tricks to erase bad tricks. I don't mind if they do believe that I was a milksop in heaven - thus, that suits me fine.This could well generate a kind of celestial shock&awe of a special sort. So be it. And you, Eve - you smile again, beloved!

Indeed, I do... thank you for this great delight.

Could you finally adapt to the thought to be among the crew of celestial milk....

Stop it, Esu! I think I have had enough of this word! I might get neck pain, looking up to you!

I will lift you at eye sight... dearest! Esu, your housekeeper & milksop

Hugs & big thanks!